My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 684 Royce and his daughter were tongue–tied when they saw how terrified Hank was. 

Hank was one of the four superiors in Heathein. He was a powerful individual who was well respected by everyone. 

Putting his identity aside, he was a peak–level master himself, so nobody dared to talk to him this way. 

However, he lost all his arrogance and pride as a master level fighter before Kayson. 

Royce‘s eyes lit up, and they were filled with excitement. It seemed to him that he still did not know Kayson very well. 

‘I guess I have to run a background check on Kayson afterward!‘ thought Royce. 

Meanwhile, Kayson looked at Hank condescendingly and let out a cold harrumph. “Since you already learned your mistake, it‘s time for you to explain.” 

*D*mn it! Of all the people , why would I run into him!?‘ Hank chided his bad luck inwardly. 

However, there was nothing he could do other than give his explanation. 

It turned out that they knew Royce was looking for some 

his daughter, and they were confident that he couldn‘t find someone like

contacted Royce and demanded a whopping $7,500,000 per

peak–level grandmasters in Skyspring. Heathein was a congregation of fighters, and they were well–informed.

only people he could turn to. It was a big business, so Hank stepped forward to

the whole

that Kayson would come, he

certain that Kayson would be able to end his life in just a single strike. After Hank finished talking , Kayson asked, “Then how much do you think it‘ll cost

and seemed to be dissatisfied with his suggestion.

swallowed hard and said, “Then what about $ 3,000,000?”

the hard way, Mr. Veal,” Kayson said as his face sank. “I thought you were very firm when

the minimum I can go... If we make it any lower, no one will

your life anymore.” Kayson was not happy with the things they

the price to nearly $3,000,000, and that was totally

not know what to say. If he had known this, he wouldn‘t have agreed with the elders to increase the price. Now he just wanted to die. After all, death was better

said, “Mr. Veal, I‘ll give you one last chance. How much can