Chapter: 1396

She held up a finger, suggesting, "A hundred thousand, okay?"

Pierre looked at her for a moment before agreeing. It wasn't the money that influenced him. It was the earnest plea in Gemma's eyes—irresistible.

Pierre positioned himself beneath the window of her room and crouched down.

As Gemma stepped onto his shoulder, Pierre secured her ankles, advising, "Hold on tight."

Her soft hands clutched his coarse hair.