"Cash?" Dahlia frowned and said, "Where will I get so much cash at such short notice?"

"That's for you to figure out. We only accept cash here," Duncan said casually.

"You're just making things difficult for me on purpose!" Dahlia's expression was icy. She would probably need a truck to transport 38 million dollars worth of cash.

"Ms. Nicholson, mind your words. Does your brother still want to keep his other hand?" Duncan swept his gaze toward James.

"You—!" Dahlia gritted her teeth and managed to control herself. "Can you give me two days? I'll bring you the cash as fast as I can."

"I wouldn't say no, but you have to have a few drinks with me first." Duncan stood up slowly and took two glasses out from the drinks cabinet. He filled them with whisky and handed one to Dahlia. "Drink this, and I'll consider giving you two days."

"What?" Looking at the glass full of whisky, Dahlia couldn't help but frown slightly. Duncan obviously didn't have good intentions. She didn't know if she