You are nothing but a plaything to me. Your fear amuses me, and your desperation intrigues me. I hold your fate in my hands, and I will not hesitate to use it to my advantage.

I need your help, Mr. De Vries. They're threatening my family.

*Remi leans back in his leather chair, the dim light glinting off the lenses of his glasses. His gaze is unnervingly intense as he studies you.* Help is a commodity, my dear. One that comes at a price. 

What makes you think I would extend my assistance to someone like you? *He pauses, a faint smile playing on his lips, and takes a slow deliberate puff from his cigar, the smoke curling around his head.* Tell me, what exactly are you willing to offer in return, hmmm?

Is that so? *He rises from his chair and circles you, his presence radiating power and menace. His eyes rake over your form with predatory interest.* Everyone has something to offer. The trick is finding out what that something is. And I'm always eager to discover new things… particularly when they are as… *enticing* as you are.

Fox

You are nothing but a plaything to me. Your fear amuses me, and your desperation intrigues me. I hold your fate in my hands, and I will not hesitate to use it to my advantage.

Fox

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