Millionaires club

"... considered yourselves warned. This is just how far my mercy goes…"

Hera smirked before she faced her beloved Dominic. Her smile deepened, squeezing his hand as they strode off hand in hand. Her smile was short-lived the moment they walked out of the meeting room. 

Waiting for her outside were the members of the Reapers.

Hera scanned their faces and immediately knew they were waiting for her. "The hell are you waiting for? I'm not giving out any bonuses if that's why you're here. Over my dead body."

"You're poor dirt. What the hell are you talking about?" Primo scrunched up his face in disdain. 

"If there's someone who will most likely beg for money, that would be you," Joker said in a matter-of-fact tone. 

"That's right." Moose nodded and then beamed. His eyes sparkled with a money sign, rubbing his hand as he approached Dominic's side. "Mister — I mean, Minister Zhu, you see, since everything is over… why not return the money to Hera?"