Eleanor continued.
“The preliminary valuation was eighteen million dollars.”
My mouth went dry.
Eighteen million.
Gavin stepped closer.
“Mrs. Halston, that process is confidential.”
“It was.”
Was.
One word.
That was all it took.
Gavin heard it too.
“What do you mean?”
Eleanor nodded toward the attorney.
He closed the folder.
“Halston Capital is terminating acquisition negotiations effective immediately.”
Gavin’s face emptied.
“You can’t be serious.”
“I am.”
“Because of this?”
“No.”
She looked directly at him.
“Because I do not invest in companies led by people who cannot distinguish between urgency and humanity.”
Gavin’s voice tightened.
“This is an overreaction.”
“Is it?”
“Yes.”
“Then tell me something.”
She pointed toward me.
“How long has Christopher worked here?”
“Almost four years.”
“How much revenue has he helped generate?”
Gavin said nothing.
She turned toward one of her associates.
He read from a tablet.
“Based on due-diligence records, campaigns led or materially developed by Christopher Bennett account for approximately thirty-one percent of client revenue retained over the previous thirty-six months.”
