They asked for cups of water before continuing, they had been talking for a long time and were thirsty already.
Twenty thousand was a lot. More than Percvale had seen in decades, probably more than several of the previous Barons had seen across their entire tenures combined at once. It felt like the kind of number that solved problems.
It didn't solve all the problems. He knew that. And the fastest way to turn twenty thousand into nothing was to spend it the way the previous Barons had apparently spent the fifty thousand they had borrowed, without a plan, on things that didn't compound into anything useful.
He was not going to do that. He wasn't going to spend it all on drinks or food or having fun or taking women.
That was just insensible spending and would bring his downfall really fast.
