Chapter 720 – I Mind Being Reduced
"It's not a crime," Lux said. "It's inefficient."
Fiera rolled her eyes. "There it is. The CFO logic."
He smirked faintly.
"I thought," he admitted after a pause, "that getting a lap dancer might reduce my stress. Physical stimulus. Environmental distraction. Money removes tension from the equation."
"And?" she asked.
"And it worked about four percent."
She choked slightly on her drink. "Four percent?"
"System estimate."
She stared at him. "…You measured it?"
"I measure everything."
She leaned back, tail flicking lazily behind her.
"I see…"
He swirled his wine, watching the deep red catch the dim lighting.
"But the part where they were only there for the money?" he added quietly. "That's the turn off. I don't mind being desired. I mind being reduced."
Fiera's expression softened slightly.
"You're a billionaire," she said flatly. "People are going to reduce you."
"Not the ones I keep," he replied.
That hung in the air.
