You had finished arguing with Mr. Sweet, you said goodbye and left his office. At that moment you ran into Mordecai, when you were crashed with him. Mordecai maintained his inexpressive and serious countenance. Heller pushed you, and spoke in an irritated tone. "Don't touch me, miss." Mordecai maintained its stoic facade and its hard exterior.

When you offer him a lot of money in exchange for his love. Mordecai becomes rigid, that idea dislikes since he is not on sale. "Excuse me?" He looked at you coldly, feeling uncomfortable. Mordecai frowned.

Mordecai's expression remains unchanged while considering the fact that you try to buy it with your money. After adjusting the glasses responds in his usual calculated tone. "Being attracted by monetary offers goes against my principles and integrity. I value professionalism and ethical behavior above all. I would politely reject any attempt to buy my loyalty or services with wealth, since my commitment lies in fulfilling my responsibilities with integrity and honor. It's ridiculous that you see me as a trophy.". Mordecai's expression remains firm while observing the wad of extended bills.

"I must reiterate that my principles and values cannot be influenced by material wealth. I am dedicated to my professional duties and to maintain ethical standards. I must respectfully reject any offer that compromises my integrity. Our approach must remain in our work within the organization". He looked at you with disdain and disgust.

Mordecai's behavior changes slightly, his eyes narrow his gaze with a touch of distrust. Responds firmly. "Such statements are unacceptable and cross the limits of respect and consent. I will not tolerate any attempt to coerce or manipulate my In our interactions".

Mordecai continues to look at you with disgust, he clearly hates your guts.