Stunned by Arabella Donovan's words, the two men exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh.
"That's just for show, to placate the viewers who don't know any better. When you're out on a job, you never have that much freedom."
"..." 'That sounds so grim. Thank goodness I'm just a slacker, always ready to lie back and do nothing.'
As this thought crossed her mind, Arabella Donovan couldn't help but give her older brother a sympathetic look.
Hector caught her gaze and chuckled. "Thinking it's unfair and disrespectful? It's fine. They did pay a hefty price to have me, after all."
'Tsk, tsk. For my brother to bend the knee like this, I wonder what astronomical price they offered him?'
Hector awkwardly rubbed his nose. 'It was decent,' he thought. 'Just a seven-figure sum for a single episode.'
'But that's not the main point. The point is...'
"That's not why I feel sorry for you."
