Chapter 49 I Don't Want Money

Cressida closed her eyes. Images of Colette holding her hand, protecting her in front of everyone flooded her mind. That was the only warmth and kindness she had felt in the three years she spent with the Strudwick family. She couldn't let anything happen to Colette. "Name your price," Luther said over the phone. This was the way to resolve a problem that he was most used to. He added, "I'll pay whatever price as long as you're willing to come." Cressida sneered. By the time she spoke again, she had completely changed into Quinn's professional cadence. "I don't want money." Luther was taken aback. "What do you mean?" "I mean that saving a person is my duty, but I have my rules," she replied. "Go ahead." Little by little, Luther's patience was wearing thin. "I can do it if you want me to perform the surgery. Transfer her to Medisoul Research Institute. The surgery can only be conducted there," Cressida said clearly and slowly as she looked at the night sky. "Medisoul Research