Nora’s fingers paused on the rim of her glass, yet she remained silent.
Taking her silence as an opening, Henry pressed on. "I know you just acquired The Aurora Gold Deposit. It was your grandfather's legacy to you, and realistically, I have no right to ask. But the family desperately needs liquid capital to sustain our microchip R&D. Evangeline, could you... perhaps allocate a portion of the mine's profits to the Fairchild family?"
He hesitated slightly. "Not much. Just thirty percent would do."
Nora set her glass down. "Dad, I don't hold sole ownership of that deposit. The Winslow family has a stake in it too. It’s not entirely my call to make."
"Then just give us half of your personal share," Henry urged quickly. "I'm not greedy. Half is more than enough."
"..."
Nora didn't dignify that with a response.
Seeing the coldness in her eyes, Henry pressed his lips together. "How about this..."
He took a deep breath, putting on a show of a man making a painful sacrifice. "Evangeline, I know I'm putting you in a tough spot. But if our R&D halts, it’s not just billions of dollars down the drain—it’s the total collapse of our family's foundation. Think of it as an investment. I'll give you five percent of Fairchild Corporation's equity shares. How does that sound?"
Nora stared at him, a sudden urge to laugh bubbling up in her chest.
She had spent enough time by Hudson's side to absorb high-level business acumen. She knew corporate operational logic and the intricacies of equity structures inside and out.
Even with only half the ownership of The Aurora Gold Deposit, the future yield was an unfathomable, astronomical fortune.
Meanwhile, five percent of Fairchild stock was practically a joke—not to mention that the Lancaster Group's market value eclipsed Fairchild Corporation by leaps and bounds.
Hudson had casually handed her twenty-five percent of Lancaster Group shares without blinking an eye.
And that was despite Hudson himself only holding twenty percent!
Five percent in exchange for half the profits of a massive gold deposit...
What a predatory, insulting deal.
How stupid did Henry think she was, expecting her to trade thousands of tons of gold for pennies from the Fairchild family?
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