Aurora looked at Victor calmly, her voice even and cold. "Fifty properties in New York City and thirty in the suburbs. That is my price."
The words hit like a stone dropped into a quiet pond. Everyone nearby seemed to pause and look at them, sensing the sudden tension.
Before Victor could even respond, Isabella burst out loudly, her voice full of anger.
"That is too much! You cannot possibly think we will give away eighty properties just because of one small attack. Ms. Dawn, you should dream on if you think you can take so many properties from us and hand them to the Waters family."
Aurora slowly raised her eyebrow. Her face showed no anger, only calm strength.
"I am not dreaming," she said softly but firmly.
