MONEY?

Silence reigned for a while before Mr. Disney's voice rang through the room.

"This is one of your jokes right? Do you think this kind of manipulation would work on me?" He gritted out.

Megan seemed unfazed as she threw what looked like a pregnancy test in his face.

I furrowed my eyebrows at her, Somewhat impressed. She came with all the receipts.

"Well guys, as much as I'd like to stay and listen to this beautiful exchange of words, I've got to go, I've got very important things to do" I informed them and began to walk towards the door.

"Are you sure?" I heard Mr. Disney ask. I rolled my eyes.

"Not really, but I'm sure you have a lot more pressing matters" I glanced over at Megan "To deal with at this moment" I finished and stepped out.

To the honest, his apartment was really beautiful. The walls were painted grey and the floors were tiled with marble, He seemed to be an artistic person because a few paintings hung on the walls, mostly paintings of scenery or nature.

I ran my hands