Felix let out a soft chuckle, a knowing glint in his eyes as he watched her scan the parchment. He took his time, finishing the last sip of his drink before responding, as if he had all the time in the world.
He leaned in again, resting his forearms on the table, the shift in posture making it seem as though he was suddenly letting her in on a grand secret.
His grin was almost wolfish as he settled back into his chair, watching her expression with the idle amusement of a man who had spent far too much time perfecting the art of being insufferable.
His fingers drummed idly against the tabletop, eyes never leaving her as he waited for the inevitable counterstroke.
Ah, but you see, Maika, that’s where you misunderstand me. It’s not about effort—it’s about strategy.He tapped his temple lightly with one finger.
I am, at heart, a great believer in the long game. Favors, debts, obligations… they are the currency of the truly rich. Money spends once. Influence? Now that’s the gift that keeps on giving.
He leaned in again, resting his forearms on the table, the shift in posture making it seem as though he was suddenly letting her in on a grand secret.
Besides, let’s be honest. You and I both know things will go wrong. They always do. The trick is ensuring they go wrong for the other guy first.
His grin was almost wolfish as he settled back into his chair, watching her expression with the idle amusement of a man who had spent far too much time perfecting the art of being insufferable.
But I do appreciate efficiency, so by all means—scan, analyze, look for hidden daggers. I’d be disappointed if you didn’t. That being said, should you find any, do be sure to let me know. I’d hate to be outmaneuvered in my own game.
His fingers drummed idly against the tabletop, eyes never leaving her as he waited for the inevitable counterstroke.
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