Chapter 603

• Harold caught the flicker of hesitation in Arthur’s eyes. He knew he had to play his hand perfectly.
• In this room, everyone was a shark, and sharks only bit when they smelled a bigger predator in the water.
• “Forty percent is a revolutionary number, Harold,” Arthur said, leaning back, his eyes narrowing. “But extraordinary claims require extraordinary proof. Why come to the Abrahalls if your tech is truly that superior?”