Chapter 162: Not man enough to knock me up and have me laid up for a month after giving birth?

"Double it." Pierce Jackson kept his voice steady, watching every flicker on Ms. Porter's face from the corner of his eye. Mary Porter frowned, but didn't hesitate. "I agree." "In Arzania dollars." "Fine." The corner of her mouth twitched; it still stung. "Sign." She tossed a contract onto the desk. Pierce's eyelids drooped again. Mary froze, then gave a wry smile. She realized she'd been outplayed. Or rather, she was paying dearly for her arrogance and pride. If she didn't sign, those long...