Chapter 279 You are on your own!

Well, so that was what it was all about. Jocelyn Turner sneered coldly, "Great, I will give you a lucky number, sixty thousand. It will be delivered to you before the day of marriage.” They did not seem to be satisfied. Jocelyn Turner glanced at them, his brow furrowed, "What? Not enough?" "No," Clara Browne said with an awkward smile, tugging at the old man’s arm, "Old Turner, you tell her." Her father coughed dryly and cleared his throat before he spoke. "Jocelyn, let me put it this...