Fifteen percent. The number moved around the table like a current. Faces that had been openly contemptuous went quiet and recalculated. A share transfer of that size didn't happen carelessly.
"Fifteen percent. Of Crown Capital. Transferred to a woman none of them had heard of a month ago?!" Tamara exclaimed.
"It meant Cassian had been preparing to bring her in formally, permanently, before any of them had been consulted." Michael replied to Tamara.
No one at the table uttered another word, though the looks directed at Cixi shifted from contempt into something colder and more considered.
