On the other end of the line, Seraphine drew in a slow, controlled breath, not with panic but with calculation, as though numbers and probabilities were rearranging themselves behind her calm exterior.
Her mind never moved in straight lines. It branched, divided, examined consequences from every possible angle before settling anywhere.
When she finally spoke, her voice carried the weight of decision rather than hesitation. "Go ahead and increase your investment there."
Damon straightened where he stood, the response hitting him harder than he expected because it was the exact opposite of what he had hoped to hear. He had expected caution, or at least a clever workaround that would allow him to maintain trust without committing to something so massive.
"What are you saying?" he asked, disbelief tightening his tone despite his effort to remain composed. "No, and besides, my ranking will drop if I move that much capital into a fluctuating company, won't it?"
