"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

until Claude looked up blankly at Liev, and said,

Liev exclaimed in

so with precision, avoiding any major arteries. His veins and

as abject horror seized

accuracy meant that the brat could

Liev remembered, "Jet, do you think the hospital

had been praising

chief endlessly, that she was an impressive

traditional medicine-that meant she could save

he

a man with a collapsed heart, and it was not impossible

wheeted on Mona, growling viciously, "Don't think you can get away with

worry, I'm not going anywhere," Mona replied noncommittally,

a dozen minutes later, Liev's phone finally

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