[282] 3. The Midnight Ball (3) “Well, I’m just the seller. You saw the demonstration yourself; the original offer is made by the buyer, isn’t it?” Jion bit his lip. Deny it all he wanted, reality was clear. Ataraxia was worth far more than Armand. No—beyond value, he wanted it no matter what method it took. “Four billion. That’s nearly...
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