The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

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As his colleague now reported that he had found the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom, the goon wondered if his men were all working together to trick him by telling him that no one had told him about it.

Still, he decided it was not the case, as his men had been working for him for a while.

Moreover, they heard that Huub was willing to pay five million dollars for it, so they would definitely want that money.

As such, he was keen to see this Bloodcrane Spiritbloom his colleague was bringing Huub.

Still, Huub did a double take just then, seeing the gleeful look on his goon's face but nothing in his hands. "You said you've found it—well, where is it?"

Though the goon's smile faded, he quickly threw up his hands. "The Bloodcrane Spiritbloom is really precious, Mr. Droitner... I can't hold it with my bare hands."

Huub nodded that made sense, as touching the herb directly might ruin it. "Then where is it? We will go and get it right now!"

"Okay!"

The goon did not keep everyone in suspense and quickly led Huub to a funeral parlor. He then pointed at the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom on the list of flower circlets available.

"There it is, Mr. Droitner!"

The goon smiled smugly, rearing his chin and not noticing the cold look on Huub's face. "Oh, you have no idea how hard it was to find this. It took me a trip around the whole city to find this geezer, and he said he's the only one who could make it—"

Smack!

The gleeful goon was waiting to be praised, only to be slapped loudly across the face and see Huub shaking with rage.

"You bastard! I want a herb, not a freaking circlet! If you like it, I'll let you wear one right now!"

The goon promptly kowtowed

repeatedly and apologized. "Please, Mr. Droitner! But I can't find it anywhere else... I just heard about this geezer by chance, and I asked in hopes that he could help, and he said he could!"

"You prick!"

Huub glowered furiously. "Then why did you bring me here? You could have just brought it over!"

"Well..."

The goon held his red-hot cheek while muttering, "He demanded a hundred grand for one, so I had to call you..."

Huub almost passed out right then-the geezer took his goon for a sucker, so his goon was trying his luck with him as well?!

Livid, he slapped the goon across the face right then, knocking him out, foaming from his mouth.

"Oh, ho ho...."

Just then, a geezer with an unscrupulous face rubbed his hands as he stepped out.

With just one look at the three men, he could tell right away that Huub was the leader.

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"You're the gentleman who wanted the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom, yes?" he asked, smiling. "Hehe... I don't mind telling you that it's my humble outlet's specialty. The flower actually fake, but it'd look more genuine than the real deal.

As he spoke, he glanced at Huub's unconscious goon, his eyes flashing greedily instead of calling for a doctor. "Good! The auguries have proclaimed that today is a good day to die, sir! You will definitely

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reincarnate into a rich family in your next life!"