"Geez, the boss brought a girl back."
Looking at the backs of Drake White and another, his subordinate spoke with disbelief.
Over the years, the boss's temper has driven away many girls, yet now he brings one back silently.
"No wonder he was so happy before leaving the house, turns out that's the reason."
Someone on the side chimed in with the same amazement.
Really curious what kind of girl caught their boss, but it's a pity she wore a hat and mask, so her appearance is unclear.
"Arms dealer." Claire Green gazed at the luxurious estate that screamed wealth at every corner, played with her chin, and chuckled softly.
"Certainly rich."
Drake White sat down, legs habitually propped on the coffee table, and responded without hesitation upon hearing her words.
"Can't compare to you, casually earning billions."
Regarding their collaboration, Old Cat had grumbled initially, claiming J was too ruthless, practically robbing them.
Unexpectedly.
