chapter 124

Scar's eyes glinted with amusement.

She had never thought he could be bought.

If it was money that was a big wrong area because he was already paid handsomely by his grandfather.

Unlike Jason who had everything at his beck and call he had to earn everything she had.

"My price, huh? You think you can just buy me off like some hired gun?"

"Even if I had a price I don't think you can even meet my terms and conditions." He smirked.

"Everyone has a price, Scar, you don't have to be shy about it." Mrs. Martin said confidently, leaning back in her chair.

"I don't judge, what's it? A private island, a jet, money."

"You think I would risk going up against my grandfather for mere items as such." He shook his head in disappointment.

"Well, that's what boys of your age usually like so forgive me if I spoke out of terms or somewhat hurt your ego." She stated firmly.

"I'm not most boys." He snapped.

"Your price. You just need to name yours. I'm waiting to do anything."

He could hear the desperation