"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman." Jack Wainright didn't let go of Cloud Lee’s hand. His grip was firm, bordering on possessive. "I heard your company is having cash flow problems. You're looking to borrow money, correct?"
"Yes." Cloud Lee tried to retract her hand, pulling once, then twice, but his grip didn't loosen. A flush of embarrassment and anxiety rose to her cheeks. "Please... let go of me."
"How much are you looking for?" Jack finally released her fingers, leaning back into the sofa with the air of a king granting an audience.
"Eighty million," Cloud Lee stated the figure clearly, rubbing her hand where he had squeezed it.
"Eighty million... that's not a small sum," Jack murmured, putting on a show of deep contemplation. "The market economy is sluggish right now, and t
