The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

"At the same time, I demand compensation-twenty times the value of my phone! Officer, you must be my witness. Otherwise, I fear Hazel might try to back out."

Chapter 254 A Matter of Price

As Samantha addressed the police officer standing beside her, Hazel, still sprawled on the ground, turned to the officer with a pained expression. "You're the police! She's been hitting me, and you've done nothing to help me?"

The officer responded, "Samantha was acting in self-defense. Moreover, she didn't initially intend to hit you. You provoked her first, so her actions were defensive, and we have no authority to intervene. Additionally, you didn't call for help, so there was no need for us to get involved."

Hazel was left speechless.

Clearing her throat, she finally said, "I believe you're all siding with Samantha."

The officers, maintaining their stern demeanor, replied, "Hazel, we're merely presenting the facts. This situation began because of your actions. Furthermore, your false report is wasting valuable police resources. If you weren't a student, we'd be taking you to the station for a proper reprimand."

Hearing this, Hazel fell silent, unsure of how to defend herself.

With great effort, she pushed herself off the ground and asked Samantha, "I've agreed to everything now. Can I leave?"

Samantha responded coolly, "You haven't compensated me yet for twenty times the cost of my phone. Will you be transferring the money, or would you prefer to write a check?"

Was Samantha so fixated on money?

"Can't I pay you back later?"

Samantha's tone was icy. "No. I'm afraid you might back out. After all, you're known for not keeping your word. To ensure you don't face repercussions for owing me money, it's best to settle it now."

Hazel felt both physically and financially bruised.

Reluctantly, she pulled out a check from her bag and handed it to Samantha. "Here's ten thousand dollars. That should cover your phone, right?"

Samantha shook her head. "NotProperty belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

even close! My phone was

custom-made, which means it cost thousands, if a single phone costs over a thousand dollars, twenty times that amount is twenty thousand. Given its bespoke mature, let's estimate it at two thousand per phone. Multiply that by twenty, and you're looking at forty thousand dollars."

"You've given me ten thousand, so you still owe thirty thousand. Will it be another check or a wire transfer?"

Hazel felt her anger rise to the point of near suffocation.

"All I did was throw your phone, and you're demanding forty thousand dollars? Samantha, was your phone made of gold? Even if it were, it' wouldn't be worth such a ludicrous amount!" en FindNovel

She paused for a moment, then added, "You need to cut me some slack."

Samantha replied, "I'm already being lenient because you're my senior. I'm valuing the phone at two

thousand dollars each. If you were

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my senior, I'd charge you ten thousand per phone. So, you should be thankful for your senior status."

Hazel clutched her chest, exasperated. "Are you seriously expecting me to thank you?"

Samantha waved her hand dismissively. "No need for thanks. Just pay the remaining thirty thousand in full."

Why was Samantha being so unreasonable?

The situation was infuriating.

Hazel felt as if her anger might cause a heart attack.

"Samantha, you-"

Samantha raised an eyebrow, her gaze piercing with a dangerous glint.