Ulrich leaned back in his chair, slapping the table once with his palm. His voice was deep, full of confidence.
"I can assure you of one thing, Nathan. The information you're holding is worth more than gold. And the Bluefang Guild… we know how to pay the proper price."
He waved his hand, and a staff member immediately placed a black suitcase on the table. Click—it opened, revealing stacks of thick cash, the light bouncing off the fresh seal wrap.
"Five billion to start," Ulrich said calmly. "And that's not counting the long-term contract, access to our facilities, and full protection for your family. Your mother, your sister… they'll be guarded tightly. No one will dare touch them."
Sophia turned sharply toward Nathan, her eyes narrowing, clearly shaken by how easily such an amount was tossed around.
Ulrich pressed further.
