The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



Huub snorted before chuckling coolly. "But if I haven't seen the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom before, do you think Helen Lane or her mother would? The only ones who have would be Frank Lawrence and that kidnapper... Hell, maybe that kidnapper never saw it too."

The goon realized what he was saying right then. "Oh! So you're saying..."

Huub nodded, his lips curling into a sneer. "Yes. Since no one would know what it looks like, I could just get something that could pass off as the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom. Helen Lane and her mother don't know anything anyway, and if the kidnapper kills her hostage, I just have to keep denying it, and it's good as done.

"Hell, I could use that as an excuse to inflate the value of the flower, forcing her into submission through an astronomical debt. I won't lose anything even if she refuses-I'd just take her by force."

Huub's good had to give him a thumbs up in praise. "You're a genius, sir!"

Soon, the unscrupulous geezer returned with a fragrant flower and red crystalline petals.

His craftsmanship was perfect-the flower was so flawlessly made no one would be able to tell the signs, as if it was a real blossom. Seeing that, Huub looked up in surprise. "That's the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom?"

"Yes." The geezer laughed heartily and smugly. "I spent years honing my skill for this, and it's really taxing, combining the motifs of a crane and a flower. It's not just the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom-whether it's the Yellowcrane Spiritbloom, the Whitecrane Spiritbloom, or the Blackcrane Spiritbloom, I can make anything you want.

"Since the ancients claim that the cranes are spirit animals and blood cranes prevent disasters, you can put a circlet of the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom around the decreased head, and even Hades wouldn't dare to mess with you."

Huub held up a man to stop the geezer's yapping, not bothered to listen as he asked bluntly, "Not another word from you. All I want to ask is this- how much for one flower?"

"One flower..."

Studying Huub and his goon, the geezer narrowed his eyes and smiled. "It's not much. Just five hundred grand."

"What?!"

Huub's goon sprang to his feet right then, pointing at his unconscious colleague and snapping coldly, "He already told us how much you were asking! It was just a hundred grand!"

"So what?"

The old man rolled his eyes, folding his arms before his chest. "That's in bulk-I'd give a discount if you buy more, but you're only buying one. How am I supposed to give you a discount?"

"What?!" The goon was ready to attack-the geezer was inflating the price on the spot!

"That's enough!"

Huub stood up, stopping his goon while speaking quietly. "Look, geezer-we're not stupid enough to let you dupe us like that. The flower is exquisitely made, but there's nothing amazing about its materials or functions. So, I'll pay your five hundred. Will you sell it?"

"What?!"

The unscrupulous geezer's beard was bristling once he heard Huub's price, and he pointed a shaking ет finger between Huub and his goon. "Tactless... you're both tactless t took years of studies to perfect this "

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Huub flailed his arm at the geezer, his expression sinister. "Quit giving me your nonsense-I won't hear a word of it. I'll ask one last time-five hundred for your Bloodcrane Spiritbloom. Will you sell it or not?"

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