บท 205: The Hidden Wealthy Second-Generation Heir

"Mr. McDonald, are you really going to give the money to this woman?"

After leaving the restaurant, Michael asked Connor with a puzzled tone.

"Do you think I gave her a sum of money or a timed bomb?"

Connor replied indifferently.

"Timed bomb?"

When Michael heard this, he could not help but be stunned for a moment. Then, a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

"Do you know how to destroy a person in the shortest time possible?"

Connor turned his head and asked Michael.

"I don't…"

Michael shook his head lightly.

"The simplest way is to give her a windfall for her to squander. This money can't be too much, but it can't be too little either. I think five million is just right!"

Connor replied indifferently.

"I understand what you mean, Mr. McDonald!"

Michael understood and smiled.

"Alright, drive me to Freya Cosmetics!"

Connor whispered to Michael.

"Alright!"