�Of course. If not, why would I still be here? I would have gone to celebrate with a bottle of champagne ages ago.�

Jovan leaned towards her, feeling bold when he saw uncertainty flash in her eyes. He lifted her chin so her lips almost brushed his, and his eyes darkened in desire as he murmured, �Beg for it.�

�Ugh!� Renee rolled her eyes, and pretended to throw up. "Jovan, stop being a weirdo � the �domineering CEO� role doesn�t suit you. Just tell me the price so I can calculate the cost-performance.�

�Cost� Cost-performance?� Jovan�s face fell instantly. He had been practising the whole �aloof president� act, but it had no effect at all on Renee. �Why did she have to ruin it? Can�t she at least be a little helpless like the heroines in those melodramatic romance novels?�

But he forgot that this was Renee � she wouldn�t hesitate to use violence to beat people up if she found it necessary. Pigs would fly before she became feeble and helpless.

Renee continued seriously, �If the price is low, I�ll do it. So what if I have to get down on my knees? I�m not a man.

However, if the price is too great, I won�t do it. I�ll just use a simple but violent method to resolve this issue.�

Despite his weariness, he couldn�t help but be curious. �Oh, and what kind of method would that be?�

Renee smirked, and her charming face turned cold as she ran her finger across her neck. �I�ll kill you.�

She wasn�t joking. If it came down to that, she would do so without any hesitation. It was simply the easiest way. After all, she had killed Briar; she didn�t mind killing another person.

Jovan�s mischievous expression turned gloomy. He was silent for a while before he asked her quietly,

�Do you hate me that much?�

Renee scoffed, �You�re overthinking. I don�t hate you, I just want to kill whoever blocks my path.�

�So, you�re willing to be a ruthless murderer for that fickle and cruel man?� Jovan sneered.

�Aren�t you the same?� Renee retorted. �Wouldn�t you be willing to kill someone if I asked you to?�

Silence swept over Jovan. He assumed that he was a clearheaded and wise man who dealt with all kinds of relationships with ease, but he always acted like a child in front of Renee. She saw through him, and he was always at her mercy. He had no way to fight back.

Renee noted the pain and panic in his eyes, and smiled contentedly. She then lifted his chin andnsneered condescendingly, �So, name your price. After all, killing you isn�t exactly part of my plan.�

�Is� Is that so?�

His gloomy eyes lit up like a lighthouse at night, as if her words had sparked a flame of hope in his soul. Elated, he asked her eagerly, �Does that mean that you can�t bear to see me dead?�

�That�s irrelevant.� Renee huffed impatiently. �I just want to know what you want in return if I beg you to let Stefan go.� JrNovels.com