Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 470

Chapter 470

(Rex: Ok. Oh, right, someone is interested to buy 60% of the shares, but they’re only willing to pay 80 billion.) Just 80 billion? Tiffany frowned. 60 percent of the Jordan Group’s shares were worth at least 110 billion. That person offered way too low! She replied: (Not selling below 95 billion.) Rex: (The buyer isn’t willing to pay more than 80 billion. He said that the Jordan family is in a mess, and the reputation isn’t well. His attitude was firm…

Tiffany was put in a difficult situation. True, 80 billion was no meager sum, but how could she settle for less when everyone hated her, coupled with the fact that she was to run away from Burlington?

She still had no clue on where she could go. All that running away, change of identity, and starting a new career all required money!

As she was caught up in her thoughts, a figure dressed in dark green appeared at the end of the hallway. Tiffany looked up to see the man-it was the middle-aged man she met at her wedding! She looked around to make sure everyone was inside Robert’s ward before marching out.

The man was cooperative, at least, as he walked outside and stopped below a tree in the empty garden.

Tiffany followed behind him, snapping in a low voice angrily, “Why did you come? Have you finished the money I gave you?”

“In order to make sure I’d live a better life, she dragged her worn-out body after labor to swap me into the Jordan family, all so I wouldn’t turn out to be a cleaner like her!

“All these years, I lived with the Jordans in fear, afraid that they’d find out my true identity. Even when I was ill, I didn’t dare to go to the hospital, and I didn’t dare to donate blood or have a blood test because… Because I’m scared! “I’m constantly terrified that they’d find out my blood type, realize my DNA. Even in my room, I had to make the maids clean it every day, in fear of leaving behind a strand of hair…”

Tiffany’s expression had morphed into the lock of slow terror and fear. Overridden with immense guilt, the middle-aged man weakly called out in a guttural voice,“ Tiffany…” “Don’t you call my name! What’ve you ever given me? Even my name wasn’t given by you! In the past twenty-three years of my growth, have you ever been a part of it? “You just came looking for me now that I’m making money and rich, huh? Are you not ashamed? Do you not feel bad? Get out of my sight, right now! I don’t want to see you again! Ever!” hissed Tiffany venomously. “Tiffany, I’m really not asking for your money, I’m—”the middle-aged man tried to explain. Tiffany merely pushed him furiously. “Get lost! Go!”