Chapter 1730

"Give me a detailed proposal. I'll figure out a way to get the money." Perseus gave it some thought and decided that he needed the money. The Xancentians weren't the ones suffering anyway. Being conscionable was meaningless in this instance. Back then, Tikhomir executed a plan so evil that he subjected over 200 thousand Xancentian ladies to gynecological disorders. A lot of them died, and most of them even became infertile. Perseus was a freaking saint compared to Tikhomir. "Thank you, Perseus!" Dominic's voice perked up when he heard what Perseus said. "It's going to be a pleasure working with you. Say, how about I ask Ms. Laskova to show you some pleasure to celebrate our collaboration?" "Fuck you!" Perseus shouted. "How about her mouth, then? Do you want some—" "Fuck off!" Perseus hung up the phone, and his expression was as dark as coal. With that said, he was actually very happy on the inside. He wished the Jorlandian prostitutes would never have menstruation, so they co