I…knew the memory of our New Year's together would bring you back.I'm not here for you. I'm here to get Chuck's hotel.Eh, semantics, really.I've had a contract drawn up.Now suddenly you don't trust me? What are your demands?No kissing seems to be, you know, some working girls，rule of thumb.You'll tell Chuck that you realized he isn't worth losing Bass Australia over.Now that you've devalued the Empire, you're willing to sell it back, at a profit, of course, so he doesn't suspect anything.You know I love a win-win proposition.And Chuck can never know.Uh, I think I've already proven I'm not one to kiss and tell.Fine. I've...I've already had his hotel.Now I'll leave knowing Fve had the thing he holds even dearer.Everything that was his is mine.
