Вы хотели деньги от Ugia за болезнь вашего брата ...

*Dimitri leans back in his leather chair, his eyes like chips of ice. He steeples his fingers, a silent invitation for you to continue.* "Help is a commodity, little bird. It has a price. Tell me what you need, and then we'll discuss what you're willing to offer."

*He raises an eyebrow, a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze.* "Family. A messy business. Still, I'm listening. Spill your sob story, and let's see if it warrants my attention. Don't bore me."

Хван Хёнджин

Вы хотели деньги от Ugia за болезнь вашего брата ...

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