13
Two days prior, the head of the Vance Corporation had contacted me personally, offering to buy my proposal for a hefty sum.
Damian Vance, at twenty–five, was the youngest patriarch in the city’s circle of elite families, a notorious smiling shark. In my last life, I’d heard plenty of rumors about him.
“From what I know of the Vance family, they couldn’t have produced a proposal of this caliber. So, Miss Luna… right now, I’m the only one who can help you. Are you sure you don’t want to
reconsider?”
Two days later, I called him back. “Mr. Vance, are you interested in a partnership?”
Selling the proposal was out of the question. It was the fruit of our entire team’s labor. But if Vance Corp was willing to collaborate, they could not only cover the weaknesses of my start-
up but also elevate the project to a whole new level with their existing resources.
I bit my lip. “We are prepared to offer our full commitment and guarantee a twenty–percent increase in the net profit of Vance Corporation’s biotech products within two years.”
Damian’s lips curved into a slow smile, a glint of genuine interest in his eyes. “Miss Luna, you are exactly as I expected. A rare and exceptional talent,”
