Chapter 1819
The waiter spoke very impolitely but his tone sounded like he knew that woman. Trevor sat afar but could still hear a few
derogatory words. The woman looked embarrassed, likely understanding what was said.
Trevor watched their interaction for a while before walking over, "Hello, are you Ms. Taylor?"
Venice Taylor turned around, saw Trevor, and looked somewhat surprised and cautious, "Who are you?"
Trevor said calmly, "The person who wanted to meet you."
Venice paused and scrutinized Trevor. Then, she widened her gaze, "Are you the little boy from back then?"
Trevor did not respond to that. Instead, he gestured for her to follow him and said, "Let's sit and talk."
Venice felt uneasy. She then followed Trevor hesitantly to a private room.
Other than Trevor, there was a foreign man in the room. He looked expressionless, but his robust physique made him look scary.
Venice could not help but put her guard up.
"Ms. Taylor, please have a seat," Trevor said flatly. Venice clutched the bag in her arm nervously and sat across him.
When Trevor asked her what she wanted to drink, she said,"
I'm not going to drink anything. I just want to know if you'll keep your promise and pay me."
Trevor smiled faintly, "That depends on the value of the information you provide."
Venice did not trust him. Even the bodyguard standing behind Trevor looked terrifying. She braced herself, saying," Pay me the
money first, or I won't tell you anything."
Trevor looked at her for a while and raised his hand. Then, the man behind him placed a duffle bag on the table, unzipped it, and
took out ten stacks of cash.
Trevor pushed half of it in front of Venice, "This is what I promised you earlier." Then, he pointed at the other five stacks, "These
will be yours too if you can tell me what I want to know."
Venice's eyes gleamed with greed. She quickly opened her own bag, stuffed the money in front of her inside, and held it tightly.
However, her eyes were still fixed on the money in front of Trevor. "What do you want to ask?" she whispered.
"Who ordered you to switch my sister back then?" Trevor cut to the chase.
Venice was taken aback, "You knew?"
Trevor curled his fingers and lightly tapped the table," Answer the question."
Venice took a deep breath, "I didn't see that person. The anesthetist of the surgery, Dillon Brook, was the one who spoke to that
person. I was only responsible for taking care of the newborns.
"After the baby was born, I wanted to show it to the family, but they weren't around. So, I brought it back inside. Then, Dillon
came to me and handed me a dead infant, asking me to lie that this was the baby born from the mother.
"I asked her why, and she said someone paid her a considerable amount of money to buy that baby girl. I refused at first, but she
threatened me by using my involvement in the reselling of prescription drugs. I was terrified at that time. Also, she told me that
she'd pay me one million after everything was done. Do you know how much money one million was back then? Who could ever
refuse that? So, I agreed to help."