Mandy's POV
Thoughts almost killed me. I wanted money urgently for this auction. Then his call came. Atlas.
I picked with a grumpy face. "What's it?"
"I'm back," he said.
"So what should I do?" I sighed and was about to quickly end the call when he shouted.
"Wait."
"Let's meet at my lounge and complete the transfer."
"Of what?"
"The villa."
"Mention any amount, it's yours." He said with pride. "Twenty million? Thirty? Just a name."
I smirked. "Neither. Eight million dollars only for renovation." I wasn't taking more than that. I didn't want it looking like he's helping me rather.
It was his duty to give me the money I spent renovating.
He breathed deep, then accepted. "Fine. Let's meet and discuss the transfer." He said.
"Why do I need to meet you?"
