The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Name your price!" Liev barked, having gone through plenty in his years building a legacy in Zamri.

When he realized that brute strength would not work, he must negotiate a way out.

Whatever happened, he must not lose his son or his lineage ended here.

"Nope."

But contrary to Liev's expectations, Mona had no intentions to negotiate and shook her head. "Someone told me to watch Claude and keep him here until she gets back."

"So this is not up for negotiation?" Liev growled, incensed.

"That's right," Mona replied nonchalantly and got herself a chair to sit on.

Live turned toward Jet in turn and asked, "How long does Claude have?"

"How long...?"

a double take and

at Liev, and said, "He's

Liev exclaimed in

true." Jet sighed exasperatedly. "I've checked-he had his balls kicked off, but the brat did so with precision, avoiding any major arteries. His veins and tissues

as

that the

remembered, "Jet, do you think the hospital chief can save

been praising the

she was an impressive doctor

Draconian traditional medicine-that meant she could

he did praise her to kingdom

and it was

a sigh of relief at that and wheeted on Mona, growling viciously, "Don't think you can get away with this just because you're a martial artist!

going anywhere," Mona replied noncommittally, sneering

dozen minutes later, Liev's phone finally