Chapter 151 Doesn’t Your Conscience Hurt?
- “...” Dominic was so stunned he almost swore out loud. He’d just bought the painting for six hundred from a farmer, and now it was priced at sixty grand?
- Damn. This guy could rip people off without blinking.
- “Boss, did you dig your conscience out of a coal pit?” Dominic smiled coolly, leaning his shoulder against the doorframe.