Smith’s eyes widened, then narrowed. He answered in Arabic, clipped now. “You speak my language?” He said to Liora, the surprise he felt evident in his voice.
Liora’s lips curved faintly. “Fluently. Which means I know your interpreter just twisted your terms beyond recognition.” She said to him confidently.
The executives stirred, glancing between them in alarm. “What do you mean, Miss Liora?” one of the ME managers asked cautiously.
She turned to them, her tone even. “The so-called technology sharing in his proposal is not ownership or partnership. It’s rental access. Every clause I’ve heard so far ties ME’s hands, exclusivity on his side, liability on ours. Arbitration under his courts, terms that can be revoked at will. In short, if you sign, you gain nothing permanent. He wa
