The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 114

Every word out of his mouth landed sharply in Danielle's ears, each one laced with mockery.

Just for a single spot for Millie, he was willing to throw down five million dollars without a second thought.

Year after year, Danielle would gently hint for him to help her mother's struggling business, but Alexander never so much as acknowledged her requests. He wouldn't lift a finger. Yet when it came to Millie, he spared no expense.

For Danielle? He'd never even bought her a gift, let alone considered investing in her family.

Now, he laid out his offer—no negotiation, just the cold certainty that she would agree.

The bitter truth was, Danielle desperately needed this investment. The sooner, the better. Every day she delayed was another day her company edged closer to disaster.

Alexander, seeing her silent, just smiled and upped the ante. "Six million. You'll have it by tomorrow."

Danielle's face went pale, her expression icy.

He wasn't even trying to hide how he used money to humiliate her.

And yet, he knew exactly where to strike. He understood what she needed most right now, and this investment was the only thing that could pull her back from the brink.

Just yesterday, he'd helped Leanne steal away her investor behind her back. Now, for Millie's sake, he was offering Danielle a lifeline.

Danielle's hands clenched tighter and tighter. She took a long, shaky breath. "Fine."

It was just a spot—nothing more.

Even if she attended the industry summit, there was no guarantee she'd land an investment this big. After all, her mother's company was barely known.

Now, this windfall was being handed to her—however humiliating the strings attached—she had no choice but to accept.

Without it, her company couldn't survive. And with her uncle still in the hospital, they needed the money more than ever.

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The next day.

Danielle's phone rang. It was Nash.

"Mrs. Crawford, could you come to the office to sign the contract? Once you've signed, the funds will be transferred straight to your company's account."

Danielle headed straight to The Davidson Group headquarters.

The marble-floored lobby was buzzing. She barely made it past the reception when the front desk attendant stopped her, explaining she didn't have an appointment.

She called Alexander, but he didn't answer.

Danielle's brow furrowed. Was he messing with her again? Once a trickster, always a trickster. For Millie, he'd do anything—she wouldn't put it past him.

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