Early in the afternoon, Aron's car stopped in front of the Manhattan. His eyes briefly wandering over the many mafia members gathered there.
Without much waiting, Ryan came out the front door and got into the car with a sigh.
"I hope you slept well." Aron said, to which Ryan held back an ironic laugh.
"Sure." He nodded.
"Great! I think I don't need to say how much I hope you pass this exam, Ryan. We need this badly." Aron looked deep into his eyes. "So to motivate you a little more, I thought about preparing a reward for you. Something big."
Ryan frowned in doubt and soon asked. "And what would that be?"
"I don't know." Aron said, shrugging. "Tell me yourself, what do you want for yourself? Know that I can even make someone fall in love with you in the blink of an eye, giving you a fortune is also something simple! Just say it, I promise to do my best."
