Negotiation

"Well, well… I didn't expect you to visit me this soon. Is there something wrong, Mr. Theodore Griffith?" A middle-aged woman asked while lighting up her cigarette.

There was only one person who was strong enough to help Theo fight a World Class Monster. She was none other than the Mafia Queen, Alexandra Boric.

"Please come in. Let's have a talk." She extended her hand, showing Theo his spot to sit. She was wearing a plain white shirt and long black pants. Her tuxedo was lying on the floor as if it had just been taken a moment ago.

Theo walked to her and sat in front of her with a serious expression. "I think there is no need for me to beat around the bush, right?"

"Even if you cut to the chase, we're going to have a long talk." Alexa smirked. "How about a cup of wine?"

"No, it's fine." Theo shook his head. "I'll make it as brief as possible since I don't have too much time to spend."