The glass-and-steel conference room sat fifty stories above a city that had once belonged to Liam. He faced me across a long obsidian table.
His lawyers shifted in their seats. My team waited behind Elias.
I left the terms to my counsel.
My lead counsel slid a slim folder across the table. It stopped in front of Liam.
"Term one: immediate acquisition of the St. Jude’s medical portfolio, including all real estate, research patents, and staff contracts."
The lawyer folded his hands. "The Sterling Corporation’s offer is one dollar."
Liam’s lawyer pushed back from the table. "That’s preposterous! The facility alone is worth nine figures!"
Liam kept looking at me. St. Jude’s was where he had left me to die and taken my marrow and blood. Now I was taking the entire medical portfolio for o
