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Three days ago, on the night Aiden had just received the threatening letter from the Red Shark Pirate Group, he once again sat with the Great Witches in Abigail's summoning space, starting up a business meeting.
"The money has been received, and I've counted it, it's consistent with the ledger," Abigail nodded to Aiden, "Do you want me to send you a receipt?"
"No need, what legal effect could a receipt from a witch gathering have? Could you even send a summons in case of a debt dispute?" Aiden couldn't help but laugh, "I'll figure out the finances and other procedures. You just need to confirm that the accounts for this quarter with me are settled. How the money is distributed is your internal affair. How's the preparation of materials for next month going?"
"We've only completed seventy percent so far, the dolls are being rushed out overnight, but the demand you guys have is not something my small workshop can keep up with," Vila complained.
