Amelia Sanchez had never seen anyone so reckless, daring to steal such a large amount of data.
"Add money." Amelia temporarily asked for a price increase.
Samuel Coleman asked, "Do you always do this?"
It wasn't about the money, but this was the first time he'd encountered someone like Amelia who unscrupulously raised the price.
"I need manpower. With so many people, it takes time to track them. Do you think I have three heads and six arms?"
"Fine, add money. How much more?"
"Just like what I said."
Amelia shamelessly claimed that with so much data and the Coleman family's money, they wouldn't care about her small fee.
Samuel took out his phone with a helpless smile, "Why don't you marry me, and it's all yours, right?"
"You don't understand. Earning money on my own gives me a sense of accomplishment. You're just too rich. Maybe if you were poor, I'd support you in my old age."
Amelia was just joking, after all, Samuel was her client at the moment.