A Hundred Grand a Bow: How I Cashed Out and Walked Away from My Billionaire Husband
Language: en
Ethan Vance threw the checkbook at my face, demanding I kneel and apologize to Mia Harper for the ninth time. "A hundred grand per bow." Calculating the remaining balance for my mother’s medical bills in my head, I kept my face completely blank and slammed my forehead against the floor ten times. The moment my fingers closed around the check, the System's voice pinged in my ear. "Congratulations, Host. You have accumulated the required funds. Would you like to initiate extraction from this world?" Feeling a wave of absolute liberation, I slumped onto the floor. Seeing me on the…