But that morning, it sounded like it belonged to a stranger.
“Of course not. She’s useful until she signs the paperwork. After that, I don’t care where she goes.”
My mouth went dry.
Sienna tilted her head.
“And what if she refuses?”
Derek opened a leather folder.
“Then Victor’s men will persuade her. I’m not letting an eight-million-dollar debt destroy everything I’ve built.”
I pressed my hand against my chest.
Eight million dollars?
What debt?
What paperwork?
Before I could ask, Sienna spoke again.
“And you haven’t forgotten about my brother?”
Derek shook his head.
“I’ve already obtained Amelia’s medical information. She has the blood type the doctors said could make her a possible donor.”
I stopped breathing.
Sienna’s younger brother had severe kidney disease.
I knew that.
She had mentioned his worsening condition several times.
I had even offered to help organize a fundraiser.
