Dent had knelt for him so many times, and had proven to be loyal. He deserved a reward.
After leaving his statement, he turned around and was prepared to leave.
"Wait!" A voice suddenly came from behind.
It was none other than Bailey. Her body swayed, with her face slightly red, she shyly ran up to him.
She whispered, "Mr. Cosby, it's getting late today. I hope you can rest at Treasure Studio..."
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