Chapter 613

Kiara almost wanted to laugh—she had no idea where Jane got such audacity. Eyeing her sister with icy detachment, Kiara said coldly, "If it's not good enough for you, then forget it." With that, she turned to leave. Seeing that Kiara was serious, Jane panicked. She hurried forward and said, "Fine, a hundred thousand it is! But honestly, that’s barely anything. Can’t you ask Uncle or Aunt for more? We’re sisters, after all. You wouldn’t just stand by and watch me die, would you?" Though Jane despised Kiara, she had to admit her younger sister had one redeeming quality—she was softhearted. Jane might scoff at such a trait, but in desperate times, it came in handy. Otherwise, she wouldn’t even know who else to turn to. Kiara’s expression remained impassive as she studied Jane’s entitled demeanor. She pulled a card from her bag and handed it over. "There’s a hundred thousand here. After this, we’re done." Jane had never shown her kindness, never treated her like a sister. But blood was sti