Chapter 38

As I told Ruer and Ponte last week, they immediately tried out and surprise surprise they were successful. Well, at least in the sperm count part. But, do I really have time to be thinking about this? “Sonia, I’m sorry,” Turo, one of the fishermen leaders, sat in front of me as I clench my teeth, holding back my anger. “Why-,” I pause as I felt hot blood rise up to my nape, “Why did you give your fishermen friends a budget of 100 thousand guyts?” “Well, they were asking me-,” I cut him off as I slammed the table. “Withdraw it, right now,” I threatened him. 100 thousand guyts might be small for most packs but we really need to use the funds to its full extent. “But-,” I widened my eyes at him and grit my teeth, “Don’t make me maul you right now, ‘cause I will do it.” “I-I will! I’m sorry! They were my friends,” he disappointingly said as he pulled his puppy eyes on me. “I’ve known you for three years Turo, you’re such a pushover it’s sad,” I said as I acted like I was genuinely sad. “I’