Chapter 302: Rosalia Had a Special Constitution Too

Diego Santee curled his lip, the mockery on his face undisguised. Did this clown really think he was something? Just because he was the grandson of the Jenos Headquarters chief, he thought he could bargain with Diego? What a joke. Diego's expression hovered between a smile and a sneer. "You want her? Fine. The terms are simple." Pierce Dowlton's eyes brightened with a grin. So the kid was scared after all. "I'll issue you a challenge," Diego said flatly. "Beat me, and you can take her." Then...