Barrington sighed.
“I don’t give a s**t about Valentina, she was a w***e! It’s just that the team will cost millions to get back in harness.”
“I quite understand; a hobby can become an obsession,” smiled Veronica. “You’ll get over it and everyone will be rooting for the new Crocs and you can afford it! Look at it this way… Lovers and a wife disposed of, political standing and profile raised a thousand per cent and some of our guests can now enjoy some very beautiful well-muscled slaves at a premium price. It’s all good in the end!”
He nodded agreement and realized that he had meant his words. Valentina was nothing, just a w***e anyway…
Veronica shrugged and then called to call Miss Candice from the other room where she had been out-of-hearing for the whole of the business meeting.
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