Chapter 390 Stirring Up Marital Discord
After all, he might be holding at least two clues to secret funds.
Paige asked, "Does your condition restrict me, and will the price I have to pay be even greater than I imagined?"
She and Raymond were married, but it was only after she asked that question that he mentioned there were conditions.
This suddenly reminded Paige of someone!
She vaguely felt that this disfigured man in front of her had almost the same thought process as Francesca.
Sure enough, the next question from the disfigured man shocked Paige immensely.
The disfigured man replied, "Yes, I can offer all the clues to the secret funds I have, but you two cannot share them."
Paige retorted, "Cannot share?"
The disfigured man said, "That's right, that's my condition. You withdraw from the search for the secret funds, and I'll give the clues to him."
Paige found this utterly ridiculous. "Let me ask again, do we know each other?"
The disfigured man answered, "I've read Ms. Ellison's file, so I guess you could say we know each other."
This sentence struck a chord in Paige's heart. "You've seen Lily and read the file. The file even had a photo, right? So, sir, I'm now very curious about your identity. And why did you just look at me with that 'long time no see' deep gaze?"
Raymond immediately chimed in. "What? He was staring at you?"
Paige glanced at Raymond. "Not the kind of staring you're thinking of."
The disfigured man's face remained expressionless. "Ms. Ellison hasn't decided whether to accept my condition."
Paige said, "You've already fallen into my hands, and I have to choose? Don't you know what kind of situation you're in now? Your life is up to me. You have no right to set conditions. Using the clues you have to trade for your life, I think that's a fair deal."
Paige wouldn't let him control the pace of the negotiation.
The disfigured man's face, always unreadable, still looked somewhat ugly and terrifying with all those scars.
But he raised his head, looking directly at Paige. "What does my life matter? Compared to those clues to the secret funds, it's not even worth mentioning. My life can be sacrificed at any time. But if I die, none of you will get those clues. Isn't that a pity?"
Both Paige and Raymond frowned at these words.
No matter how vicious the threat, what could you do against someone who didn't fear death?
If it were an ordinary person, Paige might consider using some harsh punishment. But just looking at this man's face, she could tell his past experiences were no less harsh than any punishment.
He even endured that, so what kind of punishment could threaten him?
Raymond suddenly said, "Sir, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. Could it be that we are old acquaintances? If we had some connection in the past, why should we be so hostile and make the atmosphere so tense? I have a feeling you're not from the Hamilton family or the Russell family. If that's the case, would you be interested in cooperation?"
When Raymond spoke, the disfigured man deliberately avoided looking at him, as if he was somewhat afraid of Raymond's scrutinizing gaze.
But his gaze at Paige remained direct, with no intention of avoiding it.
He just wanted to look at her, making it clear that he was looking at her.
Paige didn't object to Raymond's proposal. For her, if the other party agreed to cooperate, it would actually be a good choice.
At least, they could first get the clues he had.
As for what would happen next, that would be a matter for the future.
But the man refused without even thinking. "I'm just temporarily captured by you. If you want my life, take it anytime. Cooperation is impossible!"
Paige was starting to lose patience. "Raymond, no need to waste words with him. Drive, let's take him back first."
She believed this man was definitely not acting alone; he might have accomplices.
The fact that he had seen her file indicated that he was not an ordinary person.
Since there was no possibility of cooperation, there was no need to say any more useless words.
Paige didn't want to waste time.
The disfigured man wanted to speak, but Paige signaled Julian to tape his mouth shut.
Paige said, "Although I still don't know who you are, I already understand what you're thinking. You want to sow discord between us. Yes, the secret funds are indeed a huge fortune and a very tempting existence. Its allure can shatter any relationship including a marital relationship, right? Unfortunately, you shouldn't have used this trick on us."
Paige looked at Raymond.
Raymond smiled faintly. The condition proposed by the disfigured man was something neither Paige nor Raymond would accept.
Paige continued, "Someone once tried to sow discord between us, even sending many women to seduce my husband. But unfortunately, Raymond seems to have eyes only for me. Besides love, we also have an unbreakable alliance. What you want to destroy is probably not our relationship, but our alliance, right? Let me guess, who could you be? You're neither from the Russell family nor the Hamilton family. Could you be from the Douglas family?"
Paige said, looking at Raymond. "Back then, was everyone in the Douglas family confirmed dead? Could someone have survived, hiding in a corner of the world for years?"
Maybe, it was possible.
Wasn't Raymond in a similar situation?
Hiding in Northwind, the Carnegie family even kept their surname, and no one knew he was the heir to one of the five great families, the Carnegie family.
Raymond didn't immediately answer Paige's question. Instead, he called Charles. "Pull up all the files on the Douglas family's massacre."
When Raymond said this, he and Paige exchanged a glance, then both focused on the disfigured man's eyes.
Sure enough, after Raymond said this, the disfigured man's eyes changed.
Although his face showed no expression, his eyes couldn't lie.
Paige was stunned, thinking, could he really be from the Douglas family?
Did the Douglas family have descendants?
So, what was this man's identity in the Douglas family? Was his face disfigured during the Douglas family's downfall? After all, the scars on his face looked old.