Chapter 50

Chapter 50:

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Andrew got up and headed down the hall, knocking on Cathryn’s door.

When she opened it, the flush in her cheeks betrayed her—she’d been on the verge of lowering her demand.

Without a word, Andrew flicked a check against her face, the crisp paper brushing her skin. “Fifty million,” he said, his voice cool and clipped. “Consider the extra an advance.”

Her fingers tightened around the check, heat climbing all the way to her ears. So this wasn’t a one-time deal—he intended for it to happen again.

With a sharp lift of her chin, Cathryn pressed the check back into his hand. “That’s too much. I only need ten million.”