I realized the identity of the sense of incongruity.

�Even if I were to sell my skills, or even my life, it wouldn�t be worth this much to me.�

Myron felt the same way.

�It�s a bit big.�

Roasting over low heat is the standard, but now an hour was a waste of time.

�Even if it can�t be helped until tomorrow�s daily newspaper, you have to block the evening edition unconditionally.�It has to be baked quickly.�

Click, the briefcase closed.

�����I�ll do it.�

It was natural.

�You can end your life in one shot, but who is there to go back a long way?�People aren�t that complicated.�

Money is complicated.

�Then I will trust you.�

�excuse me����Do I not have to write a contract or something?�

My conscience stung because the amount was so large, but from Myron�s point of view, it was absolutely impossible.

�Why did they bring it in kind?�

he said, pointing to his briefcase.

�Isn�t that a contract?�feel comfortable�This is because you can earn as much as you want in the future.�

I realized in that moment.

�You�re a politician.�Am I finally seeing the light?�

He didn�t know his face or name yet, but he felt like he could offer up his soul.

�If there is someone I will serve���

�ha.�

Taking off his glasses, Myron spat out, revealing his irritated feelings.

�What is a thug so curious about?�

Travis saw a terrible vision of 1 million gold disappearing in an instant.

maybe instinct.

Travis jumped up from his seat, bent at a 90 degree angle and opened his mouth.

�sorry.�I didn�t know the subject.�This will never happen again.�

Myron filled a glass of strong liquor and held it out.

�Have a drink.�I will say goodbye separately.� JrNovels.com