"Impossible." Elena refused without a second thought. "I'll find the money myself. I don't need to ask him for it."
"Fine. Then get it to me by the end of the day."
"I..."
"Can't do it, can you?" Franklin had anticipated this. "Then go ask Mr. Cross for it. Given your relationship, this small sum shouldn't be a problem. Five million wouldn't even be an issue, right?" He wanted to force his daughter to swallow her pride so she would ask for money from him again and again in the future.
Seeing her father's true colors, Elena felt a wave of nausea wash over her.
"Ugh..."
Her morning sickness had been easing recently, but hearing these disgusting words triggered it again.
Seeing his daughter's reaction, Franklin's eyes gleamed with cunning. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Elena
