Chapter 398 Crossing the Line

Miguel's smug, arrogant look faded a little. His expression slowly turned cold. Then, he suddenly laughed. "But Nancy, there's something I forgot to mention." Nancy stared at Miguel, waiting for him to go on. Miguel picked up a large decanter, set it in front of her, and raised a brow. "When I said ten million a glass, I meant this one. Those small glasses you drank don't count." He looked at her beautiful, composed face like he was waiting for a crack to appear. Nancy's voice lowered, staying calm and unshaken. "Miguel, are you sure you want to do this?" For some reason, a sharp prickle of unease ran through him. He inwardly scoffed. What was there to be afraid of? Nancy was just an adopted daughter. Seeing her out here drinking with investors told him all he needed to know. Ever since she left the Lidell family, her life in the Moore family obviously wasn't as glamorous as it seemed. If she really needed money, the Moores—or even Gideon—could easily support her. But wha