Chapter Ninety-Nine.

NOW.

“Fifty million dollars!”

Leonardo retired behind his desk with his face turned to the ground and his fingers sweeping through his hair. Harold was speechless that he had to lift back up his gaze.

“Where the fuck am i going to get that amount of money?” Leo asked.

“Even the inheritance is shit—this means we have to hold off on any plans we have for this building and the future of Starlight” He added and Harold heaved a deep sigh. “It’s going to require more than that, Leo”

“Fifty million dollars means we might have to sell the company” There was an arrow that struck through this heart at Harold’s words and he rose from the chair. “That’s not an option, Harold” He clenched his jaw.

Leonardo grabbed his jacket, sliding his arms through and then facing him squarely. “I might have to remind you that we don’t have many options.” Harold made him understand and he pushed a hard lump down his throat.

“I’ll find someone i can talk to.”

“Buy us some time, i mean i could get across to them—“