"TWENTY MILLION." Greg's eyes widened in horror as the floor-to-ceiling screen in front of him showed the number. The room he was sitting in was dark, with just the monitor illuminating it. The number blinked in bright red as the robotic voice of the woman behind her announced it through a microphone.
There were several program windows on the screen too, like how a team was doing a video call. Most of the people attending that cyber meeting were wearing masks, except for an old couple who looked nervous and unsure.
'Mom! Dad!' his mind screamed. Only God knew how he ended up sitting inside that place after his parents called about receiving a red letter. He was barely conscious for days after Margaux's beast husband crashed some of his bones inside the Golden Palm Hotel.
Little did he k
