No longer a pushover (Noelle and Cedric) novel Chapter 367

Noelle was expressionless as she watched the scene play out.

She said, "Did you hear that, Donovan? I owe you nothing. All that allowance you were talking about, all that you bought, all of it had been given to Xenia. I'd taken nothing."

"But I bought you an antique tiara! It was the first time I'd profited from the start-up. I bought it just for you."

"Yeah, but didn't you know that it was given to Xenia as an apology present?"

Donovan fell silent. He remembered something like that. He opened his mouth, trying to find a comeback. However, thinking back on all those years, he couldn't recall a single time he had given her a proper present.

He couldn't muster up a sentence.

She mocked, "So, Mr. Donovan. Have you come up with a price for the disk?"

He could no longer guilt trip her. Stiffly, he asked, "How much do you want?"

"Well that depends on how much you think it's worth. Most of these people are your business competitors. Or at least, they used to be. With this data, you would definitely reap more benefits."

Noelle finished speaking and turned to Donovan.

In the end, he said, "A million."

"Two million."

"Noelle, that's too much! How could this be worth two million?"

Noelle said lightly, "If you don't want it, that's fine."

She threw it into a bin as though it was rubbish. After all, it wouldn't bring her any benefits. He watched her dump it.

It was just money. She threw it, foregoing the one million.

Donovan was livid. In the end, he compromised. "Fine. two million it is."

"Transfer me the money. I'll give you the drive when the money enters my account."

She said coldly, "I won't do it."

Frank didn't want to give in. "We can pay you the market rate. If you want any benefits, just say the word."

Noelle was struck dumb. "Mr. Frank, is there something wrong with your ears? Didn't you hear what I said?"

Frank was about to say something else, but James interjected, "Mr. Liddell, if she doesn't want to do it, don't force her into it."

He glanced at James. Frank had only wanted her to interact more with them so that she still had a connection to the Liddells.

James sighed. "Mr. Liddell, we'll be able to find a suitable candidate for the job as long as we pay them handsomely. Didn't Mr. Donovan say he'd found a professional on the black market? They'll be able to deal with this."

Donovan huffed. "That's right. I've found the perfect man for the job. Our system issues will be solved quickly. There are many professionals in this industry. As long as the price is right, there's no problem that cannot be solved."

Upon hearing them mention the black market, a lightbulb popped up in Noelle's head.