Theo looked around.
"It's just the two of us here."
Theo nodded.
"Hmm. With contestant number 8 not being here, there's nobody qualified to get my vote, is there? No matter who I choose, it's just picking the tallest among the short ones. If I vote for contestant number 9, I might make some money back."
Shami twitched at the corner of his mouth, wanting to hit Theo.
But considering Theo's already twisted sense of aesthetics, he held back.
"Theo, think it over. There's a huge risk behind this. Do you really want to take that bribe at the risk of being exposed?"
Shami appealed emotionally and logically.
"If someone finds out you're colluding and rigging the competition, that money will be scrutinized thoroughly. Moreover, your identity would be exposed. Have they paid the deposit yet?"
"No..."
Theo's expression gradually worsened.
