Chapter 164 Let’s Make a Deal
- “What did you just say? Say it again.”
- Jonas looked Pierre Cook up and down. Sure, Pierre didn’t look like the guy in a tank top and flip-flops who wrecked the Laurel Hotel wedding this morning, but those washed-out clothes screamed years of wear. He didn’t look like the Serregon king who could make the three notorious overlords of three states follow him.
- “I said I’m the Serregon king. Got that?”