"Mayor Morgan, is there a bathroom here? I need to use the bathroom."
Fridolin Golding, who was mentally prepared, stood up.
Just about to say his farewells and leave.
Cornell Morgan grinned wickedly, grabbed Fridolin Golding's hand, and said, "Minister Golding, there's a bathroom in the room."
Could it be that Cornell Morgan didn't understand his intention?
Fridolin Golding said, "I think I'd better go outside."
Cornell Morgan said, "Minister Golding, I'm a man, I'm not afraid of you seeing, as for your wife's body, haven't you seen it countless times? What's there to be shy about? Sit down!"
"But..."
"I said sit down and enjoy."
Cornell Morgan said this.
Fridolin Golding's mind buzzed.
This Cornell Morgan actually wanted him to watch his own wife with another man...
Anger surged.
His fists gradually clenched.
Cornell Morgan naturally didn't miss this detail and asked, "What? If Minister Golding is unwilling, I won't force you; you can just leave with your wife."
