He picked up the document and stood up, straightening his back with forced confidence.
"Originally, I wanted to quote you a price," he added, "but I know very well that if I told you the number, you would never accept."
Aurora raised an eyebrow. "What number would make even you hesitate to say it out loud?" she asked.
Miller's lips curved into a grin. "One hundred million dollars."
Aurora went still for a heartbeat. Then she simply turned her head, glanced at the door, and spoke in a calm, almost bored tone. "The exit is on your left."
She pulled out her phone and began scrolling through it casually, as if he had just said something mildly amusing rather than outrageous.
Her reaction stunned him. He had expected anger, shock, at least some attempt to negotiate.
Instead she looked completely relaxed, as though his presence no longer mattered.
He clenched his fists and turned toward the door. After taking a few slow steps, he stopped and looked back over his shoulder.
