Stan exhaled slowly. 'Fine.'
He wasn't going to stand here and argue with a man who was, by his own logic, trying to protect his sister's dignity. It wasn't a fight worth having in front of a crowd.
He turned to leave.
[Warning: Items purchased for a designated consumption target must be delivered to the intended recipient. Failure to do so will result in a penalty of 100× the purchase price. Please proceed with caution.]
Stan's foot froze mid-step. 'A hundredfold penalty.'
The number detonated silently in his head.
He'd spent one hundred and thirty million dollars on that building. One hundred times that was, he didn't even want to finish the calculation. Thirteen billion dollars. A number so large it stopped being money and started being a concept. Even if someone liquefied every asset he owned, sold every share, drained every account, and auctioned off his own organs, he still wouldn't come close.
The system wasn't bluffing. It never bluffed.
