"How was it, master? Are you satisfied?" Fred asked Flynn politely once the men had scrambled out."As long as the demolition goes smoothly, it's fine. This house was entrusted to us, after all. Not offering any demolition compensation would be disrespectful to the souls beneath the ground," Flynn replied, trying to sound profound.He felt a rush of satisfaction, though his words carried a hint of pretense. Inside, he thought, "This just feels amazing."Fred nodded thoughtfully at Flynn's words, then after a moment, he spoke up again, "Master, I called my girlfriend, and she agreed to talk with me. What should I do now?"Even asking Flynn about personal matters like this showed how much Fred trusted Flynn's guidance."Do you know where your girlfriend lives?" Flynn pondered for a moment before responding seriously."No, I don't.""Boss, our finance department has her ID information!" The bodyguard, quick-witted as ever, immediately remembered a useful lead."Oh, right!" Fred ex
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