Work For Me!

Talk about profit!

As he replied, the living room fell into silence.

Alex quietly moved aside as he thought, lamenting his friend's fate. 'Chris, you better die. You might want to blackmail our brother.'

Seeing Jean's handsome face, Alex sank in an instant. He felt that Chris' previous accident might not have injured his internal organs, but his brain.

At this time, Lilia heard what Chris said and immediately looked at him seriously. "Chris, as long as we comply with the contract, I think everything will be fine."

Since he took the initiative to mention it, Chris could change the terms of the contract and make things easier.

It's not bad to treat it as a 'deal.'

At this time, the man leaned against the back of the sofa with his legs folded relaxed. He narrowed his eyes dangerously and faced Chris' sly gaze. "Why didn't you tell me beforehand that you had such conditions?"