Chapter 919: Fig’s Intervention
"Dimitri, I’m sick and tired of people pretending they want to help me. I would rather have a threesome with Leo and that psycho in the helicopter than join a pathetic coward like you."
Silence followed Hera’s remarks, with Romnick staring at her with a plain look while Dragon’s gaze had this tinge of surprise. Meanwhile, the person listening to the conversation through the hidden earpiece inside Romnick’s clothes couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Hera balled her hands into a tight fist, keeping her gaze on Romnick. ’At least, that guy earlier is vocal about what he wants and doesn’t go in a roundabout way.’ It was not that she would do it, but it was satisfying to piss everyone who was listening.
"I see." Romnick nodded in understanding. "If that is what you decided on —"
Romnick paused as he felt something in his chest. Raising his brows as he gazed down, he leisurely shoved his hand inside his clothes to listen to the device hidden in his chest.
"Hera." Taking this time to his advantage, Dragon lowered his head and whispered to her. "Can you walk?"
Hera furrowed her brows as she looked up at Dragon, only to see him keeping his eyes on Romnick.
"Go over there for a moment," he said. "I’ll deal with him first."
"Huh?" A gigantic question mark immediately hovered over her head. "You’re gonna let me go?"