Chapter 1972

A Blow To His Pride By the time Magnus spoke, his voice was already hoarse. He’d just sung at least a dozen high-pitched songs in a row, without rest. His throat was completely worn out.

The woman let out a cold laugh, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Are you joking right now? You think you can just say no and walk away?”

Magnus froze.

“Three seconds,” she said, her face going ice-cold.

The moment he saw that look in her eyes, panic set in. Magnus dropped to his knees and started drinking, one glass after another.

His body already ached, and now the alcohol only made things worse.

The woman laughed heartily, then casually tossed the cash right into his face.