Chương 744: I still get my day rate, right? - Cleaning up?

I was slightly side-eyeing Mr. Cuervo but it seemed like he was in a celebratory mood more than anything. However, this game we've just played was the one I exerted myself the most and it seemed like the reward for it was forgotten.

It's just that asking for it now was a little too much on my part—but regarding how things were playing out—everything that was occurring was a little too fast.

But I had to poke the bear a little bit.

I hovered a few centimeters right next to Mr. Cuervo as I whispered, "So… I still get my day rate for this, righ— Ack!"

Mr. Cuervo managed to sneakily elbow me on my side with an amused expression but the look on his face when his suit got stained was fucking priceless. He never looked so panicked that his jacket now had tiny bits and pieces of rotting corpse meat, and all he could do was to take it off, turn the sleeve the opposite way, before hanging it on his arm.