Chapter 349 Why don't we die together?

"Mr. Vogt, since you put forward such a good condition, I'm afraid those simple questions are not that simple, right?" "Of course." "Go ahead." Nana crossed one of her legs and lit a cigarette. Her snow-white and slender legs were exposed from the slit of the cheongsam, and her eyes were very ambiguous in the dim light of the room. Although this woman was average looking, she was exceedingly fascinating. Polly was also lost in thought. No wonder Nicola Morrison, a scheming man, could keep such...