But Ronan Winters was to be disappointed. Seraphina Sterling simply shook her head, her resolve unwavering.
'This is a psychological battle,' Seraphina Sterling knew. 'The first one to give in loses.' Ronan Winters was the Young Master of The Underground; his mind was an ocean of schemes. To play mind games with him, she couldn't reveal the slightest crack in her armor. Otherwise, failure was certain.
"Seraphina Sterling! You should know that I chose to cooperate with you—rather than resorting to other methods—precisely because I want to resolve this peacefully! Twenty percent of the profits is not a small sum! Don't be too greedy!"
