Chapter 350

"After three days, contact Mariteus and ask him to prepare to meet his end. I'll pay him a visit myself." "Yes, Mr. Caitford." Lance stood by Perseus' side like a servant serving a master and bowed respectfully. Soon, the dogs arrived. There was a mastiff, a German shepherd, a Doberman, a Rottweiler, and even a massive Tibetan mastiff. "No, please don't do this! Let me go. I can give you lots of money. I'm rich!" Tyson was on the verge of breaking down. His expensive white Armani suit was now covered in dirt. There was even a puddle of yellowish-brown liquid between his legs. A foul odor filled the air. "Some things can't be bought with money, and some mistakes can't be forgiven with a simple apology." Perseus slowly approached the iron cage with a Rottweiler in hand. "I told you. You can curse me, hit me, contact me anytime, but you should never threaten my family. You've made a mistake, so you should accept the consequences. "I'm not making it hard for you. Just bear with i