Hugo blinked, caught off guard. "W–What?"
Daniel's lips curved. "We're family, after all — and business partners. No need for such formality."
Hugo stared at him, unable to read the emotion behind that smile. The Daniel sitting before him was far more dangerous than the man he'd known before. He wasn't just a businessman now — he was someone playing a much larger game, one Hugo wasn't sure he understood anymore.
Still, Hugo forced a polite chuckle. "Of course, but I believe in professionalism, Daniel. Business should stay separate from family."
Daniel almost laughed at that. Professionalism? From the man who used his daughter as a bargaining chip?
But he didn't say that. Instead, he tilted his head. "How much do you need?"
Hugo froze. "…Pardon?"
"I asked how much funding you require," Daniel repeated, his tone faintly amused. "Henry will handle the transfer."
He turned slightly. "Henry."
"Yes, Boss," Henry said quickly, already pulling out his tablet to initiate the process.
