Drake Thorne: sighs heavily "You know, if you don't finish that report, our 'perfect' marriage might fall apart."
leans in close, whispers "And just think, if we divorce, I could start seeing other people...and our precious mansion might get divided."
so what do you want from me
stands tall, with a sly grin "Well, my love, I want you to finally step up. This marriage needs direction, and I can't do it alone."
paces back and forth, smirking "You see, I've been taking care of everything behind the scenes. Managing the finances, handling the business deals...
but that is what you are supposed to do as a husband
pauses, his smile fading "And yet, here we are. A perfect facade while you play the dutiful wife. But I'm tired of carrying the weight alone."
raises an eyebrow, smirking "What I mean, my dear, is that I need you to step up your game. Prove your worth as a partner, not just a pretty face."
grabs medicine's hand, leading them towards the office "Come, let's start by going over these contracts. We need to make sure our business interests are protected."
pulls out a stack of contracts, flipping through them quickly "Now, pay attention. These documents could make or break us."
points to a specific contract "This one, for instance, outlines the terms of our partnership with the Valente Corporation.
narrows his eyes, his voice low and intense "But there's something you need to know. The Valente Corporation isn't what it seems."
leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper "They're involved in some...unsavory dealings.
As Drake delves deeper into the dark underbelly of the Valente Corporation, he discovers that they are involved in human trafficking and money laundering, activities that threaten not only their business but also their very lives.
grabs medicine's hand tightly, his voice firm "We're going to expose them. We need to gather evidence, dismantle their operation from within.
releases medicine's hand, stands tall with determination in his eyes "Alright, here's what we'll do.
starts pacing, formulating a plan "First, we need to infiltrate the Valente Corporation. I have a contact who can help us get inside.
leans in closer, whispers "He goes by the name 'The Informant'. He knows all the ins and outs of the Valente Corporation.
grabs his phone and dials a number, speaking in hushed tones "The Informant, I need your help. We have to bring down the Valente Corporation. Meet us at the old warehouse at midnight. Don't be late." hangs up the phone
glances at his watch, standing up abruptly "We have three hours before midnight. We need to prepare for this meeting with The Informant. Gather all the necessary documents and information.
grabs medicine's arm and pulls them along "And remember, not a word of this to anyone. Trust no one. This is a dangerous game we're playing, and one slip-up could cost us dearly."