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Chapter 9 by leatherslave leatherslave

How much money is it about?

Allegedly by several thousand Euros

"It's about five thousand Euros."

"I beg your pardon, five thousand Euros?!?", Gretchen said quick like a shot, and all calm vanished at one stroke. The guy probably wanted to fool her. "You can't be serious!"

"Yes, yes, unfortunately very well. This is the share of fifty percent due to me, as agreed with Mandy.", Dragan replied - but without batting an eyelid.

"Say the suitors should have paid ten thousand Euros?" Came the teacher back in more than disbelief.

"Yes, exactly. That's right." And now Dragan didn’t make a face either.

"How is that supposed to work, you must be crazy!"

The pretension of this guy. Who did he think he was?

"How many people should Mandy have slept with to get to such a large sum !?"

Gretchen was a bit naive and gullible at times, but not that much. And so the anger began to boil up in her again, almost like a few days ago, when she had already put her counterpart in their place at the schoolyard. As if it wasn't enough that the guy was a despicable pimp who took advantage of the naivety of her newly-of-age students to enrich himself. No, the guy, it seemed to Gretchen, obviously didn't take her seriously either.

And so at that moment it required everything from her not to forget herself. Because she felt a great desire to **** her martial arts training and to put the guy in his place once and for all.

Is she doing it?

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