See You Later, Darling

Cerano, "Yes, It seems like that."

"How much? How much will we get paid if we take the job offer?" Scarlett asked.

Cerano whispered, "We will get ten million dollars."

"Ten million dollars?!"

Cerano covered Scarlett's mouth, "Please, lower your voice, Donna."

"What are you talking about? It sounds fun," said Dante, who had just followed Scarlett out of the mansion.

Dante walked with Saro by his side; he wore an elegant suit that gave off an aura of luxury. Scarlett could guess that Dante was about to go out from his appearance.

"Nothing serious," Scarlett replied with a joking intonation. "Cerano and I were just talking about the price of breeder dogs."

"You like dogs?"

Scarlett answered randomly. "Yeah, especially active dogs like Golden retrievers."