Chapter 1691
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“Ahem, yeah, he’s really quite useless, Flora!”
Rory kept a straight face, aggressively ignoring the intense awkwardness bubbling in her chest.
Hearing Rory confirm that the kid couldn’t perform, Flora looked skeptical.
“That doesn’t make any sense. I inspected him myself!”
“He’s packed in all the right places, and with a build like that, he screams stamina!”
Rory choked, completely at a loss for how to respond to that.
Claire smoothly took over. “All sizzle, no steak.”
“Medically speaking, some men simply lack the biological stamina. It’s like those
star athletes they look amazing on paper, right?”
“Looks like heavy machinery, but the engine stalls in three seconds.”
Rory was speechless. She desperately wanted to ask how the Clan Successor managed to deliver that line without blinking.
She didn’t think the Clan Successor had ever even been with a man! She was just a kid!
Rory had momentarily forgotten that Claire was a medical professional.
For med students, discussing human anatomy was as casual as talking about the weather.
They viewed the human body with zero psychological barriers, making crude clinical assessments completely effortless.
Flora never expected this quiet, elegant-looking girl to be more brazen than her veteran bargain hunters.
“Really? That bad?” Flora was genuinely shocked. She should have had one of her girls test-drive him first.
If it was just a stamina issue, they could use enhancements.
She’d have to teach the kid how to properly please a woman using other methods.
As long as the client left satisfied, the duration didn’t really matter.
But now, the clients were practically demanding a refund in disgust.
And she couldn’t even prove if they were lying!
“We have no reason to lie to you.” Claire was perfectly composed, forcing Rory to match her stoicism.
Rory figured that if the Clan Successor could adapt to this madness so flawlessly, she couldn’t afford to be the weak link!
“So what do you want to do? I have a strict no-refund policy. If it’s really that bad, I can send up a replacement!”
While she knew the rest of her roster wasn’t as physically impressive, a couple of them had legendary endurance.
Unlike Barrett—all show, no go. A total glass cannon.
Barrett had no idea his reputation was being utterly obliterated in the hallway.
Regardless, the look Flora was giving him right now was one of profound disappointment.
If he couldn’t generate revenue, he was dead weight.
She was starting to regret sticking her neck out for him.
Rescuing them had come with massive risks, after all.
“A replacement works, but I need
someone obedient. Someone whet
can stay by our side on
preferably someone who cart run away.”
Claire’s demand made Flora’s eyes go wide.
“Wait, you two want to hire an escort long-term?”
There were plenty of guys for hire back home. Why travel across the border for one?
But the girl had said ‘for a while,’ meaning they weren’t staying long.
Were young people under so much pressure these days that they needed to pack personal escorts for their vacations?
These girls played rough!
Flora almost wanted to lament the moral decay of modern youth.
Unfortunately, she was the absolute last person qualified to make that judgment.
If she wasn’t literally running a brothel, she would have totally judged them.
“So you’re looking for a strapping young man to travel with you?”
Flora ran through her roster in her head. These two wouldn’t settle for anyone she had left.
“Let me be straight with you, Boss
Flora We travel constantly because were in the traditional medicine business.”
Traditional medicine?
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Flora knew nothing about the industry, but she had heard this region exported certain ingredients that were heavily restricted back home.
But what did that have to do with her?
Were these girls just looking for a well-built guy to carry their crates of herbs?
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