Aspen shook her head with a chuckle. "Master Shiloh, I told you—this Andrew is nothing but a schemer. Just look at him, using something as vulgar as money to taint your presence. It's honestly disgraceful!"

Christina shot Andrew a mocking look. "Andrew, are you seriously throwing out a measly 20 million? How shameless. Do you really think someone like Master Shiloh cares about money? If she wanted it, all she'd have to do is say the word and half of Jayrodale would be fighting for the chance to shower her with wealth."

Michael smirked sarcastically. "Andrew, you really outdid yourself. I thought you had some genius strategy, but it turns out, you're just making a complete fool of yourself."

He continued, "At least Stevens Corporation has some class—they send antique paintings and even handcrafted harps. But you? You walk in here, waving cash around. It's tacky—absolutely tacky!"

Andrew ignored their ridicule and continued watching the figure behind the sheer curtain.

Then, in