"Secretary Morgan, I didn't come here to ask for a handout. I came to make a trade."
Miles Morgan took a sip of water from his cup. "Oh? Tell me, what do you want to trade for?"
Jett Westgate turned to her, a hint of 'I knew it' in his expression, as if he had long guessed her purpose for coming here.
Kian Miller looked at her as well, but his eyes were filled with confusion.
Annelise Valentine looked at Jett Westgate. "I want what he has."
Miles Morgan didn't seem to take her words seriously. "Heh, child, you did help me with a few small things just now, but you're still young. There are many things you can't grasp. How about this? Follow Jett and train with him for a while. We can talk about this later."
Annelise Valentine wasn't disappointed, as if she had already anticipated his reaction.
"I know you could have solved those issues even without my suggestions. That's not what I want to trade for. Secretary Morgan, may I speak with you privately about what comes next?"
