The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Huub snorted before chuckling coolly. "But if I haven't seen the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom before, do you think Helen Lane or her mother would? The only ones who have would be Frank Lawrence and that kidnapper... Hell, maybe that kidnapper never saw it too." The goon realized what he was saying right then. "Oh! So you're saying..."

Huub nodded, his lips curling into a sneer. "Yes. Since no one would know what it looks like, I could just get something that could pass off as the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom. Helen Lane and her mother don't know anything anyway, and if the kidnapper kills her hostage, I just have to keep denying it, and it's good as done.

"Hell, I could use that as an excuse to inflate the value of the flower, forcing her into submission through an astronomical debt. I won't lose anything even if she refuses-I'd just take her by force."

Huub's good had to give him a thumbs up in praise. "You're a genius, sir!"

Soon, the unscrupulous geezer returned with a fragrant flower and red crystalline petals.

His craftsmanship was perfect-the flower was so flawlessly made no one would be able to tell the signs, as if it was a real blossom.

Huub looked up in

"I spent years honing my skill for this, and it's really taxing, combining the motifs of a crane and

cranes prevent disasters, you can put a circlet of the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom

to stop the geezer's yapping, not bothered to listen as he asked bluntly, "Not another word from you.

eyes and smiled. "It's

"What?!"

coldly, "He

arms before his chest. "That's in bulk-I'd give a discount if you buy more, but you're only buying one. How am I supposed to give you a discount?" "What?!" The goon was ready to attack-the geezer

"That's enough!"