Chapter 26
Author: Sunshine
last update2024-09-14 00:02:54

Sophia scoffed.

"Do you really think bargaining will make you worth millions?"

“That price doesn’t even scratch the surface of my value,” Alex replied with a wink.

“But seeing how eager you are, I decide not to make it too difficult for you. I’ll offer a 99.99999999999999999% discount, so it will be just one hundred thousand. How about it?”

Alex chuckled inwardly.

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