THE PLEA

"What the hell is the meaning of this, Lucy?" She fumed on the line. "The agreement was to give you half of the money, not a sixty to forty percent share. What are you feeling like? A thief?"

Lucy's tone was surprisingly cheerful, like this was perfectly normal.

"Relax, sister. It's surely not as bad as you're making it sound."

Charlotte clenched her fist.

"Are you kidding me right now? If this isn't bread daylight robbery, then I dint know what is."

"I was going to tell you," Lucy began, defending herself. "The truth is, I thought about it all and I realised that sharing dad's money fifty-fifty with you was not a fair deal, especially now that you have a rich man by your side. I'm helping you to keep a secret that could ruin everything you've ever worked for from dad. Surely, you didn't think that was going to settle for such a meagre payment, did you?"

Charlotte lost her cool at once.

"You're forgetting one very important thing here. I did all the work and now, you coming out of now