Chapter 201 Is This How You Ask for Help?
"It's not too late to clear things up," Jack said calmly, eyeing the hickey on her neck. "Nancy, Lakina's wealth can be blinding. You deserve a happy life, and I won't stop you. But don't get lost in luxury; you might never find your way out."
"Jack." Nancy grabbed his hand as he turned to leave. "Can you accept me as a sister?"
Jack paused, then pulled his hand away. "I've already sent money to your parents. We're even now."
With that, Jack walked off.
Nancy bit her lip, a hint of frustration in her eyes.
Just then, someone approached. "Ms. Wilso, please come with me."
Nancy nodded, wiped her tears, and forced a smile.
She followed the person, climbing upward.
Through layers of noise, Nancy opened the door to the lounge.
Michael stood by the window, tall and striking in black.
"Michael, I've brought her," the subordinate said before leaving and closing the door.
Michael turned, his gaze landing on Nancy.
In her high heels, Nancy walked over. "Michael."
Michael smiled. "Mr. Peterson sent you to me?"
Nancy bit her lip. "I have nothing to do with Mr. Peterson. I begged him to bring me here. I wanted to see you, Michael."
Michael raised an eyebrow, eyes dangerous. "What do you want, Ms. Wilso?"
Nancy felt uneasy under his gaze. She knew Michael wasn't an ordinary man.
But the more dangerous he was, the more she wanted to get close.
To stand at the top, she had to throw away her dignity. Otherwise, she'd end up like Jack, working for others forever.
Nancy approached, placing her left hand on Michael's shoulder, eyes seductive. "From now on, I belong to you, Michael."
Michael raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? I don't understand."
Nancy bit her lip, took off her fur coat, and guided Michael's hand inside her clothes.
Michael's hand touched her skin but then gripped her waist tightly.
Nancy looked up, eyes misty with tears. "Michael, it hurts."
Michael smiled faintly, fingers digging harder. "It's not your first time. What's there to hurt?"
Nancy was stunned.
The next second, Michael pushed her away.
Nancy stumbled back, staring at him. "Michael?"
"Don't call me!" Michael frowned. "It's disgusting."
Nancy was speechless.
Michael was blunt, not giving her any face, making her feel awkward.
He walked to the desk, opened a drawer, took out a stack of cash, and threw it on the table. "Take this and get out!"
Nancy glanced at it. Twenty thousand dollars.
She didn't understand.
If Michael wasn't interested, why give her twenty thousand dollars?
Even if the casino had a lot of money, it wasn't to be wasted like this.
Twenty thousand dollars seemed like a lot, but compared to what she wanted, it was just a drop in the bucket.
Nancy stood still. "Michael?"
Michael's cold gaze swept over her. "Call me that again, and I'll cut out your tongue!"
Nancy didn't dare call him again. She knew he meant it.
Michael looked at her impatiently. "Take the money and change your name!"
Nancy asked, "Why?"
"Because you're not worthy of that name!" Michael snapped. "Don't call yourself Nancy anymore. If I hear it, you know the consequences!"
Nancy was speechless.
When Jack came out, he found his car gone. Kelsey had driven it back without waiting for him! He sighed and hailed a cab.
Kelsey had just returned home and saw several doctors in the house.
Margaret cried, "Kelsey, Nina has fainted."
"What?" Kelsey's face turned pale. She ran upstairs to see Nina.
Nina had passed out. The doctors tested her and found her body's indicators were not up to standard. Even with a feeding tube, Nina had no will to live.
"She wants to die!" Margaret sobbed.
"Have you informed Dad and Zaire?" Kelsey asked.
Margaret shook her head. "We've done our best. It's a problem of her will!"
Kelsey gritted her teeth. "Mom, take care of Nina. I'll be back soon!"
She left the house and drove back to Casino One.
The people at the door were surprised to see Kelsey return.
Kelsey barged in. Michael wasn't in the office, but Nancy was there, holding twenty thousand dollars, sitting in a daze.
Kelsey's gaze swept over her and the fur coat on the floor, feeling a wave of disgust.
"Where's Michael?" Kelsey asked.
Nancy didn't speak. She picked up the fur coat and the money, walking out.
Kelsey grabbed her. "I asked you! Where's Michael?"
Nancy sneered. "What? Ms. Jose, someone so pure and clean, also needs to see Michael?"
Kelsey ignored her and started searching the office. She looked around but didn't find anyone.
Nancy suddenly looked towards the door.
"Why haven't you left?" Michael walked in, his cold eyes sweeping over her.
Nancy said, "I'm leaving now."
Then she slowly walked out, waiting for Kelsey to be kicked out too.
"Ms. Jose, why are you back?" Michael's voice rang out.
Kelsey saw him and rushed over, grabbing his hands. "Nina is dying! Michael, I'm begging you! Help me contact Mr. Mille!"
Michael was taken aback. He gazed down at Kelsey's hands clasping his own, a wave of emotion disturbing his typically composed heart.
He turned his hand to hold Kelsey's, pulling her into his arms. "Ms. Jose, what do you have to offer?"
Kelsey paused, feeling Michael's hand on her waist. In anger, she pushed him away and slapped him across the face.
The slap was crisp and loud.
Nancy, who had reached the door, turned back at the sound, shocked by the scene. She felt a bit of schadenfreude.
Kelsey dared to hit Michael! She was done for!
Michael used his tongue to push against his cheek, his eyes sweeping over Kelsey, half-smiling. "Is this how you ask for help, Ms. Jose?"
