Dan had never been interested in being Monique Slasova's agent. He would rather dip his head into melted gold than spare a minute with the over confident, foolish, rotten French brat. But it's no news to anyone who sought to think it through that the powerful and rich controlled the world.
Just as Sullivan's repute was greatly disliked, it was basic knowledge and a silent rumour that the man had great influence over the governance of the country. Afterall, he had denied—multiple times at that too—numerous positions of seat at the House of Assembly.
Monique Salslova breathed on the influence of her French descent and horrible brothers whom Dan frequently prayed would meet their terrifying end every time he remembered church and his rosary. Six years ago, Louis the eldest had approached him as an agent of the top modelling companies and rudely commanded him to sign his sister.
