"This is Vought's gift to you, Soldier Boy."
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Madelyn smiled as she said to Andrew, "Whether you join Vought or not, they're yours."
Countess Crimson and the others glared at Madelyn with hatred. If their mouths had not been gagged, they would have cursed her out. Damn Vought—they were too vicious.
In fact, the moment they learned Soldier Boy was still alive, they had immediately tried to run, only to be captured and brought back by Vought.
"Your Vought is as despicable as ever."
Andrew sneered. "Of course, I'm no good person myself, so I won't laugh at you. Madelyn, you've given me such a generous gift. What do you want me to do?"
It truly was a decent gift. Each of them represented an ability, and Andrew gladly accepted it.
"I already told you my purpose. I hope you'll return to Vought International."
Seeing Andrew accept the gift, Madelyn was delighted. She said, "Vought International worked well with you before. I believe we'll work just as well together in the future."
Andrew pretended to think for a moment, then said, "Fine, but I have one condition."
Madelyn smiled. "Go ahead."
"I don't want to be a superstar anymore. I can join Vought International, but I won't attend any commercial performances or events. Endorsements are fine, of course, but I'll only lend my name. I won't handle anything else."
Andrew said, "Also, whatever you want me to do, you must get my consent first. I have the right to refuse cooperation."
Madelyn's smile stiffened. Were they hiring an employee or a lord?
"Soldier Boy, power and responsibility have always been equal."
Madelyn said, "If you can't bring profits to the company, the company won't spend resources cultivating you. If you do this, it'll be