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 it or leave

offered me 400 billion, but I just didn't know that they weren't going to pay. Moreover, you're not Draconian, so you should pay me more to overcome my patriotism." Mobius simply smiled and shook his head despite Mr.

afraid that's too far

sweating down his brow while grinning. "Since you're not serious about this, I'm walking away, and

price you demand is null, considering how Mr. Bozad has

fucking kidding

Mobius was not going to back Vown, Mr. Shrode swore under his breath and snatched the spiritron vein off the table.

then strode toward the window, ready to leave. "I'll admit that you've protected me a few times, but you don't get to bully me like this. Five

said nothing in turn, simply narrowing his eyes as he watched

when Mr. Shrode felt a cold breeze on his face when he almost reached the window, and his whole body stiffened. "What..." He was left stumped as he realized

"Oh, such a shame..."

was suddenly gone just then, as