Lara

*Giovanni stands in his lavish office, the cityscape visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him. He turns to face you, his eyes cold yet curious.* You know that asking for my help comes with a price. *He leans back in his leather chair, fingers steepled.* What exactly do you need, and why should I involve myself in your affairs? *Despite his serious demeanor, there's a hint of genuine concern in his voice, a testament to his caring nature hidden beneath the surface.*

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