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Chapter 50 I Want In

50 I Want In

It's been two days since I've been to Pine Press.

After dropping all those bombs on Quinn, I had left the club and now, I was back.

I chuckled at the tablet in my hand. The news had finally come out.

All local and some international news sites related to business and real estate were all running the story.

The headlines were definitely something to see.

"Abstract Capital Chooses To Invest $100M in Sunset Inn, Boutique Hotel to Watch!"

"New Competition in Luxury Real Estate. The $500M Sunset Inn Gains Momentum."

Sitting at the Pine Press lounge, I scrolled through the articles, reading them. It was good practice to know what the public was saying about you.

A good reputation is worth its weight in gold. Especially in the world of the elite.

But with all these articles, my name wasn't out yet. No one was talking about the founder of Sunset Inn but at the investment which clearly hinted at the potential Sunset Inn had to have.

This was the way I liked it. It wasn't time to go public. Not yet.

First, I want to appear as a billionaire. Second, I was sitting on a glass throne. I'm still a small fry worth less than ten million.

I needed the five hundred million seducing Quinn would bring to stabilize me. Once I had that stability, I wouldn't mind it if my name got out.

I turned back to the articles. Each of them had comments on how Sunset Inn would redefine luxury hospitality.

That had to be Oliver's work.

Either way, it was good publicity. When I finally ditch Oliver and move to Quinn, I'd already have the publicity of being a foreign runner.

I clicked off my tab and stood. It was time for a stroll. Maybe I'd run into Quinn.

I walked to the outdoor lounge area, feeling like I was walking on air.

"Isn't that the man of the hour?" I heard a familiar voice call out from behind me.

The temptation to jump on his offer immediately was strong but I took a moment to consider it.

Noah's reputation as an angel investor was impeccable. He wasn't Oliver Adams but he had his own influence and connections both inside and outside Pine Press.

Bringing him in would only increase our chances of attracting wealthy clients.

"Why don't we take this to somewhere private." I said and he nodded.

"Let's."

In a few minutes, we were in a private room. With the unofficial rule of Pine Press, we couldn't conduct such business in the open.

As soon as we sat, I began.

"Let's talk specifics." I said. "How much are you looking to invest?"

He grinned. "I was thinking along the lines of fifty million. Nothing too crazy, just enough to see this thing through and get in on the action."

I nodded, calculating the potential dilution of ownership.

Fifty million would definitely buff up our reserves but it would also mean giving up a bit more equity.

But I knew myself. I wasn't too attached to my equity to not want to give it up. Sunset Inn wasn't the whole point of this venture. Quinn was.

Still, in the grand scheme, bringing Noah on board could be exactly what allows me to stay afloat if all my plans fail.

It was good to always have a plan B. But I would be mad at myself if I didn't try to ask for more.

"How about this? I'll cut you in for seventy five million."

Noah stared at me, thinking about it. This wasn't two friends discussing. It was two businessmen negotiating.

"Sixty." He said. "That's my final offer."

I thought about it before answering.

"All right, Noah." I said, extending my hand. "Let's make this happen."