Chapter 339
Chapter 339: Playing Along
"What did you just say?" Joseph Grant stared at her, doubting his own ears.
Elaine Foster blinked innocently. "Come on, you definitely have the cash."
Joseph opened his mouth, but no words came out. If he kept talking to her, he’d probably drop dead from sheer frustration.
After a long pause, all he managed to force out was, "Are you serious?!"
Elaine gave him a disgusted look. "You, Mr. Socialite, always showing off in every high-end club, and you're telling me you can't come up with this little amount?"
"I…" Joseph swallowed the retort that was about to fly out. He was finally starting to realize—this woman was baiting him. He couldn’t let himself take the hook.
Clenching his fists to keep himself from snapping, he growled, "Do you actually think I’d give it to you?"
"You will," Elaine nodded confidently. "Why wouldn’t you?"
"If you help me out here, I owe you a favor," she went on casually. "Think about it—having the future Mrs. Sinclair indebted to you. T

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