Max stared at Harley, waiting for her answer. There was a chance she was just visiting one of her company's branch, but that was too coincidental.
After a few seconds of silence, Harley smiled and said, "I see that you have done your research. Very well, I can help you forge your identity and link it to your CID and the Main Database."
"How much will it be?" Max asked.
"It depends, but I'm more interested in forming a relationship with an upcoming top hunter," Harley said, resting her chin on her palm.
Her gaze chilled Max, but he still pretended to be calm and asked, "I wonder what you want from me?"
"Maxwell Corelhelm, Son of Edward Corelhelm and Alice Painter, supposed to have blocked Mana Viens and was thus treated very badly in the Royal Palace," Harley said, taking out a file out of nowhere.
She slid it across the table and continued, "The weak boy suddenly asked the King to enter the Labyrinth and everyone assumed he was doing suicide, especially when he never returned."
