The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Even as Bode spoke, he was winking repeatedly at Lydia. "Everyone knows that Claude Dresden is the king of West Zamri. No one would ever disrespect you—"

"Fuck off!"

Claude kicked Bode away right then and slapped Lydia violently across the face.

Even as Lydia screamed and dropped limply to the floor, clutching her cheek, Claude spat on the floor.

"Fuck..." he growled coolly, his face contorted with rage as he grabbed Lydia by the hair. "I'm a customer! And I bought million dollar cars! Your commission would be worth tens of thousands, if not more, right?! And you're telling me that's not worth your first time?!

"I thought you were just playing hard to get, but you're clamming up completely! What's your problem? And you know what? I will send my boys to Zamri Hospital right now and drag your father out of his ward! You'd better believe it!"

Lydia's face turned pale, and she kept pleading repeatedly, "No... No! Please, don't do this!"

go so far as to investigate her family, even finding

alive, and she had yet to enough

thrown out, he

way Lydia would abandon him, as he had single-handedly raised her

at her face. "If you do, come to my room at Grand Coast Hotel tonight, clean up, and wait! Otherwise, your father

soon on his face, smiling as he asked, "M-Mr. Dresden? About that car you were

me feel good tonight. I'll buy it in cash tomorrow

off, snorting

and Bode promptly

That's your last chance, so

other girls who want to sleep with Claude! He's the

her head as she listened to her supervisor and colleague harangue her. Eventually and after some thought, she picked up the room