C646 Anger!
"Alright, I hope Mr. Ochoa won't come to regret this," Dexter said, his voice thick with anger. "Six hundred million."
Once more, Wood's voice rang out, "Six hundred and fifty million."
"Seven hundred million."
"Seven hundred and fifty million."
Bang!
In the private room, Dexter furiously slammed his wine glass onto the floor, shattering it into countless pieces.
"Damn it
