The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Mr. Shrode was left taken aback, seeing how determined the foreign businessman was.

"This much is nothing for the sake of my master."

Mobius flashed an eerie smile, staring at his bleeding hand without even flinching from the pain.

And just as Mr. Shrode said, as Mobius held on firmly to the spiritron vein for just five minutes, his little finger started to regrow visibly.

It took another two minutes before he had a functioning little finger again.

Mr. Shrode was blinking as he looked on, though he soon forced a smile. "See? I wasn't lying, was I?"

"No, you weren't," Mobius replied, chuckling after studying his finger and confirming the effect of the spiritron vein. "Well, how much do you want for it?"

hundred billion. Take it or leave

so you should pay me more to overcome my patriotism." Mobius simply smiled and shook his head despite Mr. Shrode's greedy demand. "Mr. Shrode, it's only thanks to my master, who ensured you could reach Bralog safely... so, how about 500 million

million?! I'm afraid that's too

you're not serious about this, I'm walking away, and I doubt there wouldn't be

head. "Last offer-500 million. That's the best price I'm offering you, as the price you demand is null, considering how Mr. Bozad has protected you on more than one occasion. After all, life is priceless,

fucking

Mobius was not going to back Vown, Mr. Shrode swore under

you've protected me a few times, but you don't get to

simply narrowing

on his face when he almost reached the window,

"Oh, such a shame..."

suddenly gone just