Chapter 252 High-Risk Gamble

• En route to the clinic, Henry broached the subject, his tone laced with concern. "Three billion plus a two percent share—isn't that a bit steep for Xerxes Group? They might not be able to afford it. Are you deliberately leading the Stormborn family on again?" He glanced at Meredith in the passenger's seat as he drove.
• Meredith, absorbed in her phone, fired off a text to Nina without glancing up. "Do you reckon a chip could be developed in one or two years?" The process of crafting a wholly original chip took eight to ten years at best.
• "It's not just that," Henry clarified, his brow furrowing in thought. "I'm just worried that while Xerxes Group shows promise, their financial resources might not match up to the Stormborn family's. They might struggle to meet such a high price. I fear they'll lowball you, making it harder for you to negotiate with the Stormborn family."