The amount of money Miranda was offering was very laughable and ridiculous. It was pennies compared to the endless mine of financial reserves she had access to. Phoebe was no gold digger but she found the money offered insulting.
[Two million, is this all your son is worth to you?]
Miranda gasped. "So you want more but of course what would I expect from a woman of your class."
Phoebe was shocked that Miranda understood her dissatisfaction but nevertheless, it didn't matter because it was how she was feeling genuinely.
"David Saxon is worth more than two million. I can get this if he gives me some strands of his hair. Make your offer juicier."
Miranda huffed, pulled out another check, wrote on it and tossed it at Phoebe like it was trash.
Again Phoebe picked it up. "Five million, now we are talking. But it is still not enough, double it"