“Well... I assumed I wasn't supposed to accept it."

Did she have a chance to reclaim the hundred million dollars now? Right then, Marcia appeared at the door and cast a glance at Claudia and Bennett. "Mr. Dreskin, Mrs. Dreskin, your lunch is served." "Alright," Claudia responded, her lips quivering.

She looked at Bennett, adding, "It's Lunchtim

She collected her phone and rose to her feet, Bennett following suit. Both reached the door almost simultaneously.

Intimidated by the man's commanding presence, Claudia instinctively halted, allowing him to pass first.