Chapter 676

Wilson sounded detached when he replied, "Please speak frankly." "I want you to interfere with the ritual," demanded Rebecca. "This matter involves someone's life." "What does Alec Salle's life have to do with me?" Alec's death was precisely what she wanted. With him dead, Scott's plan would be done for. The Salles would not let Madison get away scot-free either. As long as Alec died, that was. "Mr. Lowther, as long as you can make sure the ritual fails, I won't just give you that thing you want—I'll even give you a sum of money to go with it." "Like I said, this is someone's life we're talking about—" "I'll give you ten million dollars." "A person on the path of cultivation can't rashly conceive thoughts of murder." "Fifty million dollars." "This isn't about the money." Rebecca gritted her teeth, silently cursing Wilson for his greed. "Don't get ahead of yourself. Fifty million dollars is already an extravagant amount. How much money do I have to offer before you're willing