A hopeless look filled Billy's face just then. He shut his eyes and took a deep, long breath to calm his nerves. Yet, even when he reopened his eyes, he behaved humbly and dared not meet Darius' eyes.

Even though he was unwilling, he forced himself to speak politely. "Darius, half a million dollars may not be a big deal to you, but it means a lot to me—that's all my wealth."

His eyes narrowed with the most desperation he had ever shown toward Darius. Yet, his voice packed more of a snarl. He knew Darius was strict when conducting deals and punishments, but he never imagined the latter would be so greedy.

Nonetheless, he continued to speak hopelessly. "Handing over my fiancée and half a million dollars means surrendering everything. I can't do anything more, even if that doesn't satisfy you."

Upon saying that, Billy slumped to his knees as all his energy had vaporized. He didn't even have the strength to look at Darius anymore. Kneeling silently, he was willing to accept whatever out