She immediately feels a chill running down her spine.

Greg is the last person she expected to be here, he just left the house a few hours ago.

He is still glaring at her, but he reaches into his pocket and takes out a few bills, and passes them to Johnny.

"Thank you for your help, Johnny, that's all."

Johnny takes the money, mutters his thanks, and walks off with great speed.

Matilda takes a few steps backward, he trots into the house, and shuts the door with a loud bang.

"What were you thinking trying to get that old man to help you?" He fires.

She doesn't reply, she keeps moving backward.

Her heart drops when he takes her hands off him and turns to her.

"It won't work, Matilda. You have to realize that I am doing this for your good. My decision is final."

"Sit."

He orders.

Because she has gotten herself into so much trouble, she quietly sits down.

He walks through and fro in front of her, like an angry parent about to scold his child.

"You have disappointed me, Matilda

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