The room fell into a tense silence after Zaiden’s bold declaration. Mr. Randall blinked, then scoffed, a smirk forming as he leaned back in his seat.
“You must be joking,” Mr. Randall said, his tone dismissive. “That part of the reward was just to entice people, we don't really mean it. I will give you ten million dollars. It’s more than enough for what you’ve done. So, let’s be reasonable here. Take the money, and let’s keep things… uncomplicated.”
Zaiden stood straight, his expression calm but resolute. “I don’t want the money. I want Cynthia.”
Mr. Randall’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as he realized Zaiden wasn’t backing down. “Young man, you are being absurd. This is the Randall family we are talking about, not some common household where whims are entertained. Take the ten mi
