The Richest Group Is Founded, and the BUFF Queen Complains (For T, This Girl Is a Little Soft T +2)

Shasha!!!

There was no damage like she'd expected. Golden sand surrounded Betty, then quickly rose into the sky and disappeared.

Betty opened her eyes and looked around. Apart from being dyed gold, she had no wounds and was still full of life.

"What did you do to me?!"

Betty turned to look at Chaos, who stood with his arms folded and a cigar in his mouth. Her expression was dark.

She wasn't stupid!

"I'm inviting you for a cup of coffee!"

Chaos beckoned with a finger. Betty realized she couldn't control her body or even change her expression. She floated toward him, and before long they were sitting face-to-face in the coffee shop again.

"What do you want?!"

After sitting down, Betty found that she could speak. She glared at Chaos, her eyes betraying a trace of despair and terror despite her best efforts to hide it.

She had no idea what this man was planning.

"Join me, and become the most brazen people in the world."

Chaos blew a smoke ring and extended his invitation to Betty.

"Huh?"

Betty's expression froze. She thought she must have misheard him.

Chaos shrugged, then waved to the server hiding in the distance, signaling for two more cups of coffee.

"What kind of joke is this?"

Betty was agitated. How could she ever become someone else's subordinate?

She was Belo Betty.

"I'll never submit, even if I die!"

Betty stood firm, her face set with a resolve to face death.

She was every bit the equal of any man, her sensuality matched by an unyielding spirit. She had so much of her life left to live. How could she submit to someone else and give up her freedom?

"Then you can die!"

Chaos pointed a finger. The golden halo behind him transformed into