<div style="text-align: justify;">Lorenzo was indeed keeping a very close eye on Scarlett. His gaze followed her every move, and he seemed to be reading her body language with every move she made. Sure, he couldn't read her mind, but that was close enough.<br/><br/>When Scarlett said she couldn't afford an agent, Lorenzo nodded, even though he didn't seem happy. She deserved a good agent, one of the 10% guys. He didn't want to see her anywhere <span style="font-style: italic">near</span> a 90% agent. Otherwise, she might end up working for him anyway - as a prostitute. And he didn't want to see that. Scarlett deserved better. It was clear she wanted more than money in life.<br/><br/>He nodded again when Scarlett asked him if he wanted her to work for him. He seemed pretty relaxed right now, even though he had just killed a man.<br/><br/>When she mentioned that his businesses were not on the legal side, the man didn't seem alarmed or startled. He simply shrugged. "It doesn't really matter, not for those I hire legally", Lorenzo explained. He seemed pretty calm and confident, with none of that unbridled aggressiveness from back in school. Back then, he lashed out because he was alone and scared. Now, he seemed to control his anger pretty well.<br/><br/>"I don't hire people only for... questionable purposes. I do need people for perfectly legal purposes, such as accounting, helping around the house, keeping my mother company... I would like to have you working for me. If you don't want to work, you don't have to, though. I can still help you".<br/><br/>Lorenzo fell silent and fixed his tie. It was clear he was willing to even simply support Scarlett for no reason. "Or, if you don't want any of that, at least allow me to hire an agent for you. You can pay me back when your career takes off".<br/><br/>After this final offer, he fell silent and filled his glass of wine, taking a sip.</div>