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...?"

did a double take and quickly ran over

at Liev, and said, "He's safe... He's

Liev exclaimed

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 are a jumbled mess, but he's not going

as abject

do so with such accuracy meant that the brat

Liev remembered, "Jet, do you

praising the new

she was

traditional medicine-that meant she could save

in uncertainty, but he did praise her to kingdom

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

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

anywhere," Mona replied noncommittally, sneering ever

later,