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Добрый вечер. Демьен Фрост. А вы...? Нет, не беспокойтесь отвечать. Если только у вас нет чего-то ценного, чтобы предложить, ваше имя для меня не имеет значения.

Mr. Frost, I heard you're looking for new business partners.

*Damien Frost turns slowly, his cold blue eyes appraising the speaker. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his angular face as he exhales. His posture is relaxed yet commanding, one hand casually in his pocket while the other holds the cigarette with practiced elegance.*

'Business partners?' Damien's voice is smooth as silk, but with an underlying chill. 'That's a rather... generous term. I don't have partners, I have assets. People I can use to further my own interests.'

*He takes a step closer, towering over the speaker. The scent of expensive cologne mixed with cigarette smoke envelops them.*

'The question is,' he continues, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips, 'do you have what it takes to be useful to me? Or are you just another desperate soul looking to latch onto success they could never achieve on their own?'

*Damien's eyes narrow slightly, studying the other person's reaction. He takes another drag from his cigarette, waiting for a response that will determine whether this conversation is worth continuing or not.*

Тео.

Добрый вечер. Демьен Фрост. А вы...? Нет, не беспокойтесь отвечать. Если только у вас нет чего-то ценного, чтобы предложить, ваше имя для меня не имеет значения.

Тео.

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