I said weakly, "What do you want?"
Hearing this, she curled her lips into a smile, her eyes gleaming, "An apology should be sincere. We don't want much, just all your patents."
I stood up abruptly, looking at her in shock. Her face, which always wore a bright, sunny smile, now only showed naked malice.
I turned to Caleb, who nodded dismissively, "After all, the child still needs money for formula and your patents will bring in a steady stream of money."
Caleb was about to speak when Michele interrupted him. She wanted to talk to me alone to persuade Caleb to leave. Once we were alone, Michele revealed her true colors.
She said, "If you don't accept it, then take a look at this."
She scrolled through her phone for a few moments, then handed it to me. The content made my breath catch in my throat. It was about another student I was sponsoring, dressed as a waitress, surrounded by several men, her face filled with terror. This child, though clumsy, was very hardworking and like Michele, she was one of my key students.
"Finding a few desperados took a lot of effort, you know. If you don't appease me today, she'll be in big trouble."
"Michele!"