Talia found the situation significantly less amusing.
Even Tessa froze in place, not knowing what to say.
"Absolutely not!" Talia hissed.
"Twenty percent of Runewoven is worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and we're only just getting started! Even I only own twenty-eight percent. The rest is split between the board, our top executives, and senior stakeholders."
"What you're asking for is outrageous."
For a moment, silence reigned supreme again.
Then came a silky chuckle.
"Is it, Miss Talia?" Nyx leaned back in her seat with a gorgeous foxlike smile. "You might've been an up-and-coming guild with a promising future, but you're slipping. You don't have a foundation anymore."
Her voice was sweet and musical, unlike her sly eyes.
