– Alexy, you know I hate getting involved with Irina! A tall, fair-haired girl with a short haircut and an angry expression on her face loomed over the man sitting in the chair, showing dissatisfaction with the current situation with all her appearance. Her fingers, with their nails bitten at the edges, clenched into fists. It seemed that a little longer - the magician would not get off with a simple threat and would still be beaten. “Calm down, Milolika,” Alexy smiled peacefully. Although his eyes remained cold, as always. - She will pay well. What she wants is very expensive.