"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...?"

a double take and quickly ran over

at Liev, and

Liev exclaimed in

kicked off, but the brat did so with precision, avoiding any major arteries. His veins and

as abject horror seized

that the brat could hold

remembered, "Jet, do you think the hospital

praising

she was an impressive

medicine-that meant

he did

heart, and it was

you can get

Mona replied noncommittally, sneering ever so

a dozen minutes later, Liev's phone finally

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