2 billion dollars

In Jarl Palace.

Ivan flicked his cigarette to the ground, crushing it beneath his shoe with a deliberate motion. His sharp blue eyes bore into Karol as he made the offer that hung heavy in the air. "2 billion dollars," Ivan said, his voice cold and matter-of-fact. "For your two daughters."

Karol’s breath hitched, the staggering amount of money leaving him momentarily speechless. His gaze darted to Ingrid, who was equally stunned, her jaw dropping as the reality of the situation crashed down on them both. 2 billion dollars… such an unimaginable sum. It was enough to change their lives, to solve every problem they’d ever had. But at what cost?

Karol, still reeling, tried to muster a response. "But we—" he began, his voice trembling.

Before he could finish, Bjorn’s voice cut through the room like a whip. "You dare to argue with us?" he roared, his young face twisted with anger. Karol flinched at the outburst, his heart pounding in his chest. Bjorn, not even 18 years old, radiated a dange