"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...?"

double take and quickly ran over to

took quite a while until Claude looked up blankly at

Liev exclaimed

but the brat did so with precision, avoiding any major

gulping as abject horror

so with such accuracy meant that the brat could

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

been praising

she was an impressive doctor who

meant she could save

replied in uncertainty, but he did praise her to

a man with a collapsed heart, and it was not impossible for her to

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! I'll show you when my boys come

going anywhere," Mona replied noncommittally, sneering ever so

minutes later, Liev's

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