First thing the next morning, Lillian received yet another legal notice from the Mercers, demanding eighty percent of her algorithm's shares.
Unlike the initial surge of anger, Lillian felt absolutely nothing this time. She didn't even bother walking over to the shredder, casually tossing the envelope onto her desk.
Ethan Hayes glanced at it. "Ms. Mercer, you're not going to deal with that?"
Lillian replied indifferently, "There is no point in entertaining the antics of shameless people."
Standing nearby, waiting for the morning meeting to begin, Emma Ruiz couldn't help but feel outraged on Lillian's behalf.
"Do they seriously think they can steal your algorithm? They keep firing off these legal letters like they're somehow entitled to it."
Lillian scoffed. "Sending a package is the only trick they have left. If they had a real case, they would have sued me by now and let a judge decide who owns the algorithm. The law doesn't state that just because you raised someone, you own the rights to their life's work. They know full well that a lawsuit would end with them getting absolutely nothing. So, they just keep spamming me with these letters. Leave that garbage there. When the pile gets big enough, we'll call a recycling company and sell it for scrap paper. With their level of dedication, the scrap money should be enough to buy us a soda."
Hearing Lillian's deadpan logic, Emma burst out laughing.
"Ms. Mercer, your mindset is incredible. Doesn't this get annoying, though?"
"It is annoying, but it's also hilarious," Lillian said. "Don't you guys find it funny?"
Emma thought about it and realized it was genuinely absurd. The Mercers weren't uneducated, yet they were acting completely delusional. It was baffling how their minds even worked.
Lillian clapped her hands. "Alright, ignore the circus. It's time for our morning meeting. Mr. Peregrine has been very strict about my schedule and meals lately, so I've already held you all up. From now on, don't waste any company time on these people. They aren't worth it."
Lillian didn't even have him thrown out. Instead, she picked up her phone and called Leonard.
"I've got an uninvited guest downstairs. Mind pulling a distraction maneuver for me? The Mercer Group seems to have a lot of free time on their hands lately. Let's give them something to worry about so they stop breathing down my neck."
A low chuckle came through the line. Leonard thoroughly enjoyed Lillian's ruthless little tactics.
After hanging up, he casually pulled up the Mercer Group's latest activities. Spotting an investment deal they were desperately trying to close, he pulled a few strings and yanked it out from under them.
Minutes later, standing in the lobby and playing the tragic, neglected brother, Brandon's phone rang.
"What did you just say?" Brandon snapped. "How is that even possible? I thought the terms were locked in and we were just waiting on signatures! I told you to keep an eye on this! Fine. I'm dropping the Lillian situation for now. She definitely got the package this morning but hasn't reacted. Have the front desk mail out another one this afternoon so it hits her desk first thing tomorrow."

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