“Good boy, then stop listening.”
Brooke shook his head and looked at the white shark: “You think you can force us to release your child like this, you are undoubtedly hitting stones with eggs, and my husband can sink you to the bottom of the sea forever.”
The white shark looked at her fiercely: “Even if I die, I will save my son.”
“You don’t have to die, you can negotiate with me.” Brooke grinned.
“Talking about… what kind of negotiation?” White Shark didn’t expect her to say that suddenly, a little stunned.
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