DELIA HERRERA POV

"You want me to help you," Julie asked, looking down at the cheque in front of her. "You dared to show up in front of me and ask me to help you" she snapped, looking up at me. "What do you take me for Delia, a freaking pushover"

I arched a brow, her rage towards me unexpected. I was offering her five million, so why the hell was she giving me attitude?

"Is the money I am offering not enough for you? Are you trying to ask for more" I asked genuinely confused, my legs ...