Chapter: 744

Of course, she hadn't told him! He hadn't checked out! He wasn't planning to leave today.

It had cost him a fortune to get on this plane just to confront her.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have caught her.

“Well, why are you still standing there? Go back to the hotel and get your hoodie before the plane takes off!" Aimee urged, more frustrated than he was. “Go on, hurry up!"

The way she said it made him momentarily doubt his own motives. Was he really about to rush off the plane for a hoodie?

"I've bought the ticket already. You owe me for that."

“What? You're loaded. Why do you care about small money?"

"I care! You took my hoodie, so you need to compensate me." Nikolas clung to his flimsy excuse, refusing to let it go.

Aimee cursed him silently, thinking he was the most shameless man she'd ever met. She wanted to argue more, but realized it was pointless. Soon, they'd be strangers anyway.

“How much?" she asked.

“Two hundred thousand." Nikolas held up his phone, displaying a QR code.

"Why don't you just rob a bank?" Aimee almost laughed it off. "I don't have that kind of money. I'll give you ten thousand. Take it or leave it!"

Nikolas leaned back, casually dropping himself into her chair. His intense gaze made Aimee squirm in her seat.

“Ten thousand works. Just scan the code."

Aimee rolled her eyes and scanned the code, expecting a payment request, only to realize it was just a prompt to add him as a friend.

“How am I supposed to pay you Like this?" she exclaimed, exasperated.

“Add me and transfer the money."

"You can get the payment code." Aimee sighed, trying to keep her patience. "I don't need to add you to my contacts to transfer money."

She was eager to settle this and take a nap.

"No, I need you to add me first. That's how I do it."

"Not happening," Aimee shot back, yanking her phone away. "I won't add you, and I definitely won't give you my number or anything else."

Her fierce tone left no room for negotiation.

“Why not?" Nikolas asked, genuinely perplexed. “I didn't do anything wrong! You were the one who came onto me yesterday!

Aimee's irritation flared at the reminder. "Wasn't that consensual?"