Dylan Fisher gritted his teeth. "Then tell me, how much commission do you need to complete the task?"
"300 million? 400 million?"
"I don't believe in something money can't fix!"
Dylan steadily increased the amount of money on his own, clearly intending to use the amount to get Benjamin to open up.
Benjamin was able to maintain a false smile and social niceties at the beginning, but now he was mad. "Jesus Christ, which part of 'we're not accepting' that is so hard to grasp? When I say no, I mean no!"
Dylan was still trying to make his case when Benjamin hung up the phone abruptly.
Frowning, Benjamin thought about it and finally called Lucille.
In the Jules residence, Lucille sat in the clean living room. Hugo, James, Jolene, and others were all busy cleaning.
Hearing her phone ringing, she fumbled to answer the call. "Hello."