"Boss!" The translator, who was lying on the bed recalling last night's wonderful taste, immediately jumped up when he saw Victor. "Send some people to bring Moldur over. He's not dead, is he?" "Not dead, still alive. I'll go right now," the translator replied, then quickly ran out of the room. He wouldn't dare give Anna orders. The girl was in and out of Victor's room day and night. The translator could guess what she was doing with Victor. After all, when the girl was around, Victor didn't ask him to bring him other women. That said it all. Not long after, Moldur was escorted into the room. He looked a bit better than he did yesterday, but only marginally. They just made sure he wouldn't die. A full recovery was out of the question. "My lord, you… you..." "Shut up. Don't say anything," Victor interrupted Moldur. If Moldur cooperated, Victor might treat him better, but this guy simply wouldn't cooperate, so keeping him alive was already the most mercy Victor would show
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