JANE'S POV
Flashback (three hours earlier)
"I came to accept your offer," l said in a firm voice.
Ferracco's lips curved into a wicked grin. My hands curled into tight fists under the table. I wanted nothing more than to slap off that sick smile on his stupid face.
"You have made a wise decision. This court thing was taking us nowher..."
"But l have my conditions," l hastily interrupted him.
He arched a dark eyebrow at me enquiringly.
"I want 60% of the fortune!," l declared in a firm voice.
I eyed him carefully to see his reaction but his face remained blank as usual. He leaned forward and clasped his hands together on the table regarding me. I shifted in my seat feeling uncomfortable under his intense gaze. He was staring at me as if scrutinising some specimen under a microscope.
"Okay . Any other conditions?"