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?"

Take

Moreover, you're not Draconian, so you should pay me more to

hundred million?! I'm afraid that's too far for

I'm walking away, and I doubt there wouldn't be anyone in Draconia

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, don't you

you fucking

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

"I'll admit that you've protected me a

nothing in turn, simply narrowing

breeze on his face when he almost reached the window, and his whole body stiffened. "What..." He was left

"Oh, such a shame..."

speech was suddenly gone just then, as Mobius spoke