Chapter 1735 Our Lives Could Be At Stake


    When Cecilia woke up again, she was engulfed inplete darkness, with only the faint murmur of people conversing reaching her ears.


    "This is a matter of life and death. A few million is far from enough. It has to be at least this amount!"


    "Ten million?"


    The voice of a somewhat familiar middle-aged man rang out.


    "No, it''s one hundred million Azanian currency!" said the man negotiating with the middle-aged man.


    A hundred million Azanian currency?


    Ralph found it hard to believe. "That''s a huge amount. Why don''t you just go rob someone instead?"


    He didn''t have that much money on him at that moment.


    "If you''re not going to give it to me, then do it yourself," the young man said, exasperated. "We''re taking a huge risk here. Once this is over, we can''t stay around. Don''t think I don''t know who she is. She''s the CEO of Jamieson Group. If I were to ask her, do you think she''d give me a hundred million Azanian currency to save her own life? I suppose she''d even give me a billion Azanian currency."


    Ralph felt a twinge of regret, questioning how he had ended up with such unreliable individuals.


    Yet, he himself didn''t dare to truly take action.


    "I just don''t have that kind of money on hand right now. How about this? You guys start ahead, and once you''re overseas, I''ll figure something out and wire the money to you."


    Cecilia listened in silence and came to the chilling realization that someone had paid to have her killed.


    "No way! How can I be sure you''ll keep your promise? Money first," the young man stubbornly insisted. "Don''t worry, as soon as I get the money, I''ll handle her immediately. Her being alive is a risk for me too."


    "Wait for me a moment. I need to make a phone call."


    With no other options left, Ralph reluctantly called Cassandra, asking for money.


    Upon hearing the demand for a billion Azanian currency, Cassandra couldn''t believe her ears. "Where am I supposed to get that kind of money right now? Can''t they give me some time? Once I be the CEO of Jamieson Group, I won''t be short on funds to pay them."


    Ralph, equally out of options, replied, "No can do. If you don''t pay up, these people won''t work."


    Cassandra slightly furrowed her brows. "All right, I''ll figure something out."


    Only then did Ralph turn back and ry the message to the man who was leading the group.


    The man was pleased. "That''s more


    like it. You wealthy people are just too stingy. Wouldn''t it have been easier if you''d agreed from the


    et?"


    Ralph forced out augh. "Yes, you''re right."


    Cecilia listened closely but


    the entire conversation, but she


    couldn''t figure out who was


    speaking. She knew she had to save


    herself.


    However, when she attempted to move, she realized that her limbs had been tied


    up.


    Suddenly, the door was pushed open.


    Immediately, Cecilia pretended to be still asleep, closing her eyes.


    The light filtered in.


    For reasons unknown, Cecilia found the current scenes eerily familiar, as if they had urred a long time ago.


    "She''s still asleep?" The young man crouched down, reaching out to touch her lightly.


    Cecilia didn''t dare to open her eyes.


    The young man brushed her chin with his finger. "I never thought today''s rich women could be so alluring."


    From the side, his sidekick chimed in, "I heard she''s even the wife of a big boss."


    "A big boss? Who?" the young man asked, a hint of confusion in his tone.


    "Nathaniel Rainsworth. Don''t you know?"


    The young man quickly pulled his hand away from Cecilia''s face. "Why didn''t you mention that earlier?"


    "I thought you knew. What''s wrong, Boss?"


    The young man''s eyes grew cold. "Let''s take this conversation outside."


    afford


    After stepping out, he said, "We can''t


    move, and our lives


    at stake." Content belong t


    offend Nathaniel. One


    be