Maeve's words were a blatant threat to Benjamin Bright. Yet, instead of getting angry, he looked thoroughly amused. "You would never stand by and watch me die," he said with absolute certainty.
"Because in this world, I am the only one left who shares his blood. If I die, you lose your last connection to him."
Maeve's expression remained icy. "People change."
"Others might, but not you," Benjamin replied.
Maeve rested one hand lightly on Benjamin's shoulder, leaning in until her lips were mere inches from his ear. "Just tell me the truth about what happened back then. Do that, and not only will I perform the surgery, but I'll make sure you live a long, healthy life."
"It's the perfect deal for you. You're a businessman, Baldy. You should know which choice yields the best return."
"The truth is," Benjamin countered smoothly, "I really don't know anything."
"Not even afraid of dying?" she asked.
"Everyone is afraid of dying."
"Then tell the truth."
"I have no reason to lie to you. Besides, Charlie was my brother. When he died, it tore me apart just as much as it did you. If I ever find out who pulled the strings behind the scenes, you won't even need to lift a finger. I'll tear them apart myself."
The faint smile vanished from Maeve's lips. "You're a ruthless opportunist. If the price is right, family means absolutely nothing to you."
"If that wasn't true, why have you been hiding from me like a rat in the sewers for the past year? If I hadn't tracked you down, you wouldn't even have the guts to show your face."
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