"I'll be brief. Your father's company has encountered a bad stretch of luck lately and money is tight. If you make a donation to him, he and I will forgive your prior embarrassments and you can return home."
"Dear, you could sell your body for eighteen hours a day and you still wouldn't be able to afford the insurance on this car, much less an oil change or maintenance."
In response, Mal flashed her a toothy grin and placed Serana down onto the couch. "I gotta say love, you have a hell of an arm. Must be from all that time you spend baking, huh?"
Malachi looked towards his sister who was watching him with proud eyes. "I guess I don't really need it? I don't need to be the richest man alive, I just need to be able to provide for the only family I have left and give us a life worth living. We were eating sleep for dinner just last week so just a billion is plenty for us."
If the orgasm Aisha had just had prior to this phone call wasn't enough to spice up her night, the information divulged on this phone call gave her the shock she needed.