The door to the ward swung open.
Hall walked straight toward me and casually sat down on the small sofa beside my bed, resting his hands on either side. "Looks like your injuries aren't too bad. You can still sit up and get yourself a drink."
I set down the cup and scoffed. "You let your employee do this to me, and now you're joking about it?"
"I indeed allowed him to scare you, but I didn't let him start the fire," Hall said candidly. "You brought this on yourself when you burned down my warehouse worth millions. Now, you have two choices."
He held up his index and middle fingers. "First, back out of Nirvana Project. Second, find the rare materials needed for the project and compensate me for the loss."
I laughed bitterly. "You keep pushing the limits of shamelessness. Jack set the f
