Roxanne explained, “I told you before that this has nothing to do with him. He doesn't even know that I'm here today.”
Tamping down the odd feeling surging within her, she tried her best to remain calm as she stared at the man before her. “Mr. Damaris, the reason why you're doing this is to increase the share of profits for Damaris Group, right? But unfortunately, it's impossible for me to agree to a fifty percent share. Since that's the case, why don't we meet each other halfway?”
Jack sneered. “For your sake, I hope it's true that Mr. Farwell has no idea about our meeting today. Otherwise, should he suddenly appear halfway through our conversation, I don't think we'd have anything more to talk about.”
Not wanting to hear Lucian's name coming out of Jack's mouth again, she cut in, “Just tell me what the lowest share you can accept is, Mr. Damaris?”
Jack answered without hesitation, “As I have already mentioned a long time ago, even if Damaris Group does not take the lion's share, the least would be a fifty-fifty share with the research institute.”
Showing no sign of relenting, Roxanne pressed on, “We can pay three times the price for the medicinal herbs provided by Damaris Group. As for the sales channels, we can also find another company to cooperate with. This meant that our cooperation with Damaris Group is only in the initial phase. What happens later is simply a pure trading relationship. So tell me, Mr. Damaris, why should I split the profits fifty-fifty with you?”
To that, Jack said, “Because right now, you're the one who's begging me.”
He was certain that he was the one holding all the cards at the moment, and he reckoned Roxanne had no other choice but to oblige.
Roxanne stated, “Thirty percent. That's the best we can do.”
When Jack heard that, his expression darkened, and his tone was mixed with sarcasm when he said, “In that case, I don't think there's a need for us to talk today, Ms. Jarvis.”
The last time we met, she proposed that Damaris Group get a twenty-eight percent share of profits. That was why we ended our meal on a sour note. And now, she has the gall to propose a mere two percent increase? If that's the case, we could've just negotiated this on the phone.
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