"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...?"

did a double take and quickly

until Claude looked up blankly at Liev, and said, "He's safe...

exclaimed

off, but the brat did so with precision, avoiding any major arteries. His veins and tissues are a jumbled mess, but

gulping as

so with such accuracy meant that

remembered, "Jet, do you think the hospital chief

been praising

she was an impressive

medicine-that meant

but he did praise her to

did save a man with a collapsed heart, and it

growling viciously, "Don't think you can get away with this just because you're a martial artist!

Mona replied noncommittally,

minutes later, Liev's

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