The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Lothar turned toward Yed, asking coolly, "What's the problem, Yed? Is your father's life not worth a hundred million? Or maybe you never wanted him to be saved?!"

"W-What are you saying?!" Yed was sweating from his uncle's icy glare and chuckling awkwardly. "Of course I want my dad to get better. I'm just worried that the conman would mess up and make things worse..."

"Hmm?" Frank murmured over the line just then. "It seems you're not keen for my help. In that case, there's nothing to discuss."

"Wait!" Lothar cried before Frank could hang up. "Alright, a hundred million is it. Yed agrees to it."

Then, turning toward Yed with a murderous glare, he barked, "Say it!"

"Fine. a hundred million it is," Yed replied, cursing Lothar inwardly.

If not for his uncle's interference, he would have eliminated Ned by now and become the Jankos' sole heir.

tut. You sound so reluctant." Frank chuckled, steering the car even as Kat gaped at him. "I've

a rage, grabbing the phone from Lothar and bellowing at Frank, "How dare you raise the price?! I'll kill you! No one gets to mess with us Jankos in Morhen and live to

bother to threaten Frank in turn, instead saying slowly and nonchalantly,

"Son of a—"

"Eight hundred million."

was huffing even as he braced himself against Lothar's murderous glare, crying, "Fine! Eight hundred million, that's the deal!

that's a good

felt humiliated, though he was also

hundred million? So what? He would never get paid

the one who called

with savagery at the

Maserati sterned inside