"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...?"

take and quickly ran over to

while until Claude looked up blankly at

Liev exclaimed

precision, avoiding any major arteries. His veins and tissues are a

gulping as

able to do so with such accuracy meant that the brat could

remembered, "Jet, do you think the hospital

had been praising

she was an

Draconian traditional medicine-that meant

replied in uncertainty, but he did praise her to

did save a man with a collapsed heart, and it was not

"Don't think you can get away with this just because

anywhere," Mona replied noncommittally,

a dozen minutes later, Liev's phone

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