At this, Miles Sanctus's expression darkened.
'Hand my base over to her to manage?'
'She's delusional!'
However, as if she couldn't see his ugly expression, Stella Sterling continued, "That's just the first thing. Since you'll be handing the base over for me to manage in the future, I expect you to completely stop meddling in its affairs. Leave it entirely to me. Also, you'll have to give me all of your possessions."
Stella Sterling saw his face had grown completely black, so dark it looked like ink could drip from it. She continued with a grin, "As for you? If you're truly fortunate enough to marry me, you can just stay at home and manage logistics for me. Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly."
"So? Those are my conditions for now. If you can accept them, then on account of you being somewhat handsome, I'll give your proposal some serious consideration."
By now, the surrounding crowd had heard Stella Sterling's words, and their eyes were wide and their jaws had dropped.
