"Collaboration," Fiona continued. "Isn't that what they always say? Collaboration beats competition. We could use this media attention, this public interest, to forge a strategic partnership. Something that would cushion the blow when—" she glanced at me, "—if things end."
"With who?" Marcus asked, interest sparking in his eyes.
Fiona paused, then said it. "The Mercer Company."
The room went dead silent.
Grayson's face went pale, then red. "Absolutely not."
"Think about it," Fiona pressed. "They're one of the top investment firms in sports. They work specifically in this industry. And right now, we have leverage. The media attention, the public interest in Olive and Zane's relationship—it's all in our favor. They'd see the value in partnering with us. And when the inevitable happens,
