It's a romantic night that deserves it.!

The ground was filled with scattered clothes, as if telling what happened here not long ago.

Tatyana's wild enthusiasm made Wang Weiyi unable to bear it. It seems that this Russian beauty has completely regarded "Mr. Petergov" as she can rely on.

No wonder, how many women don't like young, handsome and brave people like "Mr. Petergoff"?

Snuggling naked on Wang Weiyi's equally naked body, Tatiyana's eyes were a little confused: "Dear, will you leave me?"

"I don't know this." Wang Weiyi replied lightly: "This is not my home."

He was not wrong at all. Although his identity told others that he was an American of "Russian", he actually had no relationship with Russia.

He even came to destroy this country.

A trace of grievance flashed through Tatyana's eyes, but she was a smart girl who knew that you could not stay with someone like "Mr. Petergoff".

"My father is in contact with the powerful people in Moscow..." Tatiyana decided to remind her lover: "That person is really powerful and very greedy. Driven by huge interests, he may have other thoughts. Dear, I hope you can be prepared..."

Wang Weiyi nodded silently. He knew who the biggest opponent he was facing was:

Duke of Bertosca!

"Is it the Duke of Bertosca?" Wang Weiyi suddenly asked.

"Yes, how do you know?"

“Everyone knows it in Moscow.”

Bertosca has too many connections with him. The Marquis of Bertosca, Mr. Gregory, who was the Marquis of Bertosca, had given him everything he is now, and at this moment, he is here to deprive all this.

Of course, he and his son Ilia and his eldest daughter Natalia also recognize that what he cannot forget is his younger daughter, Ronanova, who has a relationship.

Even now, Wang Weiyi can still imagine Ronanova's perfect body.

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"I think the life of the Duke of Beerstoka's family must be very happy now, right?" Wang Weiyi asked casually.

"No, not at all happy." Tatyana's answer was unexpected: "His eldest son died of illness more than ten years ago. The Duke now only trusted his other son, Ilia, and he handed over most of his business and power to Ilia. As for his two daughters and son-in-law, he only gave them a manor each and the title of Marquis, but did not allow them to participate in their own affairs. It was said that his two sons-in-law complained about this. Especially the husband of his eldest daughter, Milosevic, Marquis of Andyak, had even had a fierce dispute with the Duke and was almost deprived of everything by the Duke. If it were not for his daughter Natalia's efforts to dissuade him, perhaps there would be no Marquis of Andyak now...."

This information was not mastered by Wang Weiyi and Xiaoling.

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Wang Weiyi became interested in it: "What about his youngest daughter and son-in-law?"

"His little daughter is Marquis of Kardesh, and his son-in-law is Marquis of Pereas, Hmelitsky..." Tatyana obviously knew the Duke's family very well: "The Duke used to love this little daughter very much, but later because of some things, he gradually became alienated...."

Wang Weiyi now has a rough understanding of the Grigoli family. Maybe this is his own breakthrough.

There is never a need to be merciful to traitors.

At this time, Tatiyana's hand began to swim on Wang Weiyi's body again, bit by bit, inch by inch, and then Tatiyana's breathing began to become more rapid.

Wang Weiyi smiled and pressed Tatiyana under his body again.

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"Mr. Grand Duke, this is the case." Migrosky said respectfully: "I have carefully investigated Petergoff's identity. There is indeed no problem. He was fully commissioned by the Wittgenstein family, the Morgan family and the Rockefeller family."

The Grand Duke of Beerstoka, Gregory, was smoking a pipe there and was not making a sound. His attitude also made Migrosky a little nervous.

"We need money now, a lot of money." Gregory finally spoke: "War requires money, and maintaining the domestic economy requires money. What about the aid the Americans promised to give us? Where is the aid?"

Most of the aid is in your private pocket.

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Migrosky thought so in his heart, but how could he dare to say it out?

Yes, before and after the outbreak of the war, the United States aided Russia a huge sum of money. However, a huge portion of the money was divided up by a large bureaucratic group headed by the Grand Duke of Berstoka.

Especially the Grand Duke of Beerstoka, he had already transferred most of its property to the United States. Migrosky knew these things very well, because he helped the Grand Duke handle it.

The Grand Duke purchased a large amount of US stocks and house contracts with these deposits. According to the current madness of the American economy, the Grand Duke has long become the richest person in Russia.

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However, human greed never ends.

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The richer a person wants to make his wealth grow wildly.

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"The government is under a lot of pressure." Gregory eased his tone: "That's why we decided to reopen those oil fields. The US government negotiated with us and was willing to provide money and technology to develop with us. But at that time, I would never let Americans get rid of their hands... Migrosky, if Petergoff's identity is not a problem, I think this is a good opportunity for us!"

"Mr. Grand Duke, I can guarantee that Mr. Petergoff's identity is not a problem. I personally called Mr. Elliot, the head of the Wittgenstein family, to verify it."

"Is it Mr. Elliott answered the phone in person?"

"Yes, I promise."

Gregory finally felt a little relieved: "Then, I think we can cooperate with Mr. Petergov... But you have to tell him that given the current economic situation in Russia and the development costs, we can only bear 30%, and the benefits we get will account for 70%..."

He was so greedy, Migrosky thought so in his heart.

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But when the words were spoken, it turned into: "Yes, Mr. Grand Duke, I will do what you said."

"Migerosky, you are my most capable assistant..." The Grand Duke's tone became more kind: "Actually, I can tell you the truth. The terrible Baron Alexander is back. No one is sure whether we can still win the war.

I have seen Baron Alexander with his own eyes the horror of Baron Alexander, who possesses a mysterious power that can make the war go as he imagined. The Americans are not his opponents, and we are not his opponents either.

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To be continued...