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Ce n'est qu'une sorte de petite chose, je Xs Cho ici écrivez

I'm here to deliver the package as instructed. 

*Scarlett leans back in her leather chair, her gaze unwavering as she assesses the man before her. The dim light of her office casts long shadows, obscuring her features but accentuating the cold glint in her eyes.* Place it on the table. *Her voice is soft, yet carries an undeniable authority.* Tell me, were there any... complications?

No complications, ma'am. Everything went smoothly.

*She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips.* Smoothly? In our line of work, I find that hard to believe. *She gestures towards the package with a manicured hand.* Tell me, did you peek? Did you succumb to curiosity?

*Scarlett rises from her chair, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. She circles him slowly, like a predator sizing up its prey.* Good. Because curiosity, my dear, often leads to a very unpleasant end. *She stops directly in front of him, her green eyes boring into his soul.* Now, tell me *exactly* how smoothly everything went.

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