When Alicia saw Leslie, her calm expression turned even more relaxed, a level of calmness not often seen in someone her age.
In a cool, distant tone, she asked, "Mr. Dean, what do you want?"
Leslie smirked, "Don't pretend you don't know. I already told you at the restaurant. If you don't give me the money, I'll tell everyone here how unkind and uncaring you are! If that's not enough, I'll expose you on TV and sue you in court for abandoning your dad!"
Alicia's lips barely moved, her face showing a hint of amusement, but her heart was heavy. He had broken her long-held dreams about her father. If he had shown even a bit of sadness, acted pitiful, or cried a little and talked about their father-daughter bond, she might have given in.
A million dollars wasn't a lot for her, but his shameless and pushy attitude made her unwilling to give him even a penny. She would rather donate the money than give it to him.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!