Page 358 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Um.” Mr. Frost looked confused. “We’re in neither. We’re at Rhodes Venture Capital.”
“Do I look like a minnow to you?!”
Mr. Frost’s eyes grew round. “No.”
I took a deep breath. “Well, good.” I slowly nodded. “Now, the old me would have absolutely destroyed you over that valuation. But luckily for you, I’ve been going to anger management, so…”
“Have you?” whispered Chastity.
I turned to her and whispered back: “No, of course not. It’s just part of my Mrs. Wonderful persona.” I cleared my throat and turned back to Mr. Frost. “As I was saying. Your valuation is insane. I’d be arrested for murder if I gave you a million dollars for 10% of your business. Because I’d be murdering that money. But luckily for you, I’m very creative. I’ll offer you one million dollars for 30% and a one-dollar royalty on each monthly subscription payment. Eep!”
“Are you okay?” asked Mr. Frost.
I looked down. For some reason my chair had become very wet.Strange.
Chastity looked over. “Did your water just break?”
I laughed. “No way. I’m not due for another 10 days. I think I just peed my pants. Please continue.”
Everyone just stared at me.
Was it something I’d said? Several months ago I would have been mortified about peeing myself in public. But I’d become quite confident after spending so much time around Tanner. A little pee never bothered anyone. Accidents happened. No incident numbers required. I was practically a new woman. “Continue,” I repeated. “What say you to my royalty deal?”
“We don’t have any sales yet,” said Mr. Frost. “But based on my projections, we can scale and monetize very quickly...”
I screamed bloody murder at the searing pain in my stomach.What is happening in my body?!
“Or we could wait to monetize,” corrected Mr. Frost super quickly.
“She wasn’t screaming about monetization,” said Chastity. “She was screaming because she just had a contraction.”
Rosalie nodded. “Yeah, you’re definitely about to have your baby…”
“Nope,” I said through gritted teeth. I sighed when the pain went away. That was strange. Bodies were so weird sometimes. “This baby isn’t coming for another week.”
“First children are usually late,” said Mr. Frost. “So it might not even come until after that.”
I nodded. “You’re a genius. Okay, I’m convinced. You can have a million dollars for 10% of Binder to Billionaire. Actually, let’s make it two million for 10%.” I was always going to give him a deal anyway to make up for cheating on him during our whole fake fiancé thing. But clearly the man was brilliant. He was going to make us a ton of money. Besides, it was like Tanner always said...a million dollars was basically pennies.
“Ah!” I screamed as another contraction hit. “Okay, yeah. This baby is definitely coming. If you’ll excuse me.” I threw my notebook and ran out of the pitch room holding my giant pregnant belly. “Sweet sweet nipple meat!” I yelled. “Sweet sweet nipple meat!”
“Why is she yelling that?” asked Rosalie behind me.
I knew people were staring, but I didn’t care one bit.
“It’s their code word for her water breaking,” said Chastity. “Where is Tanner?!”
Tanner’s receptionist pointed to his office.
“Sweet sweet nipple meat!” I yelled as I burst into his office.
Tanner looked up from his desk. “Seriously?”
“Do I look like I’m joking?!” I screamed.
He got up and put his hands on my stomach, like that would somehow help.
“I need a doctor!” I yelled. “Not a tummy rub!”
