Julian shrugged, indifferent to Delier's sarcastic words. "He's the devil, and we're all friends with the devil!" His meaning was clear: if Kevin truly was a bad guy, then, by Delier's logic, everyone associated with Kevin must also be bad. Therefore, Delier himself must be no better.
Delier scoffed, turning his head to exhale a cloud of smoke, his gaze slanted at Julian. "My time is limited. State your business."
At that moment, Julian noticed that Delier had even painted his nails—purple, no less. It seemed he was fond of the color. Julian refocused and lowered his voice. "I think we should discuss this in your office. I'll offer you a price that'll satisfy you."
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