"..." At her words, Yvette Fuller eyed Sonia Quincy up and down with a guarded look before cautiously asking, "What two paths?"
The corners of Sonia Quincy's eyes lifted, her gaze holding a subtle pressure. "First, answer me this: do you want a way to make this kind of money?"
"...Who wouldn't want a way to make money?" Yvette Fuller looked away, a hint of guilt in her eyes. Her gaze shifted to the fallen leaves swirling on the ground. "Sonia Quincy, I have an idea of what you're getting at. You can just say it."
Sonia Quincy raised her eyebrows and obliged.
"Let's start with the first path, the one I'm offering. If you're willing to give me the proof you have that Azure Studio and the Lockwood Group conspired to frame the Preston Group for plagiarism, I'll let you name your price. I'll also introduce your husband to an internationally renowned psychologist. And I'll cover all of the psychologist's fees."
