Chapter 64 The Unforeseen

Lila Cross frowned. Where did Charles Jackson get the nerve to think she'd still help Sylvia Evans at this point? "Lila." Charles pulled Sylvia forward and took a card from his pocket, handing it to her. "After all, you're an actress now. When you attend formal events, you'll need proper attire." "This is one hundred thousand dollars. Take it for now. Help Sylvia land this role today, and I'll give you even more later." Lila looked at the card in Charles's hand and laughed. "Do you really think I, as Adrian Quinn's wife, would need your one hundred thousand?" "You are indeed Adrian Quinn's wife," Sylvia sneered from the side, her eyes filled with contempt. "But does Mr. Quinn actually spend money on you?" "Look at everything you're wearing—name one item worth over a thousand dollars." "You're so shabby it's pitiful!" Lila narrowed her eyes slightly. Since marrying Adrian, she had never once asked him for money. Walter Briggs had offered her a household allowance several times, but she