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the numbers and every possible option. At 2 a.m., he knocked on his sister’s room in the suite they shared at their London hotel.
He heard a mumbled, “Come in.”
“I’ve figured it out, Natasha.”
Rubbing her eyes, she sat up in bed as he began sharing his counter offer.
The experienced executive had come up with the same plan hours ago but refrained from saying anything, hoping her brother would figure it out on his own.
When he was done speaking, she gave him a tired but brilliant smile. “Go get ‘em, tiger!” Natasha encouraged before lying back down to sleep.
The next morning, with all the pleasantries aside, Landon reconvened the negotiations.
“We greatly appreciate your interest in NLG Property Group, Mr. Cromwell, and consider it a privilege to partner with you; however, we are unable to agree to the percentage of return you are proposing.” Taking a brief pause, Landon continued. “We have one final offer to make. In considering this offer, we would ask that you keep in mind our success rate in returns. Should you turn down our proposal, we can only wish you the best of luck in whatever endeavors you choose. We hope the return on your money will be as probable as ours.”
A slow smile spread across Adler Cromwell’s face. He looked at his assistant and said, “Awfully cocky, isn’t he?” He looked back at Landon and nodded, signaling him to continue.
“If you choose to invest in our new property, we will give you our standard rate of return. In exchange, we will offer you exclusivity on an addition we are doing to Casa Luxe, our premier property in Costa Rica.” Landon reached inside his file folder, removing colorful brochures of the resort and handed it Cromwell. “Construction is slated to begin two months after the new resort in Rio is completed. In addition to exclusivity, we will give you a much higher rate of interest than we have ever given anyone.”
Not only was Cost Rica one of the hottest tourist destinations in Central America, Casa Luxe had the reputation of being the Jewel of the Americas. Luxury was ingrained in every tiny detail, and was the preferred getaway for the rich and famous.
Cromwell was definitely interested. “Do you have plans for the addition that we can review?”
“Absolutely. I have a presentation I can load in a moment.”
Landon had known well before the presentation was over that the deal was as good as accepted.
As they were leaving, Cromwell looked at Natasha. “You’ve trained him well, Ms. Arnaud.”
She smiled graciously at the older Englishman. “He’s a natural.”
Natasha’s brother truly was gifted for the family business. She was elated that he had found his place. He continued on the track of recovery, but there had always been one thing that worried her: his lack of interest in building close-knit relationships, except with his family, Gaston, and a few close friends. It was as if he insisted upon standing on the periphery of life, engaged physically and mentally but disengaged emotionally. The few women he dated were great to be around until they wanted more.
As close as the two siblings were, Natasha refrained from asking him about his inability to connect, until one day shortly after Isabella had been born.
Desiring to see his niece, Landon had come over to the house one night while Gaston was at the resort working. He sat in an overstuffed chair in his sister’s living room, cradling the tiny baby in his arms.
“I can’t get over how beautiful she is, Natasha.”
She loved seeing her child in her brother’s arms. He was very tender with her. “Do you want kids of your own, Landon?”
He looked up from the face of the sleeping infant to make eye contact with her. The expression in his eyes scared her. It was a countenance of loss, as if there were so many things he wanted but knew he would never have. It had made her sad to see such sorrow on her brother’s face.
Landon never answered, but simply returned his
He heard a mumbled, “Come in.”
“I’ve figured it out, Natasha.”
Rubbing her eyes, she sat up in bed as he began sharing his counter offer.
The experienced executive had come up with the same plan hours ago but refrained from saying anything, hoping her brother would figure it out on his own.
When he was done speaking, she gave him a tired but brilliant smile. “Go get ‘em, tiger!” Natasha encouraged before lying back down to sleep.
The next morning, with all the pleasantries aside, Landon reconvened the negotiations.
“We greatly appreciate your interest in NLG Property Group, Mr. Cromwell, and consider it a privilege to partner with you; however, we are unable to agree to the percentage of return you are proposing.” Taking a brief pause, Landon continued. “We have one final offer to make. In considering this offer, we would ask that you keep in mind our success rate in returns. Should you turn down our proposal, we can only wish you the best of luck in whatever endeavors you choose. We hope the return on your money will be as probable as ours.”
A slow smile spread across Adler Cromwell’s face. He looked at his assistant and said, “Awfully cocky, isn’t he?” He looked back at Landon and nodded, signaling him to continue.
“If you choose to invest in our new property, we will give you our standard rate of return. In exchange, we will offer you exclusivity on an addition we are doing to Casa Luxe, our premier property in Costa Rica.” Landon reached inside his file folder, removing colorful brochures of the resort and handed it Cromwell. “Construction is slated to begin two months after the new resort in Rio is completed. In addition to exclusivity, we will give you a much higher rate of interest than we have ever given anyone.”
Not only was Cost Rica one of the hottest tourist destinations in Central America, Casa Luxe had the reputation of being the Jewel of the Americas. Luxury was ingrained in every tiny detail, and was the preferred getaway for the rich and famous.
Cromwell was definitely interested. “Do you have plans for the addition that we can review?”
“Absolutely. I have a presentation I can load in a moment.”
Landon had known well before the presentation was over that the deal was as good as accepted.
As they were leaving, Cromwell looked at Natasha. “You’ve trained him well, Ms. Arnaud.”
She smiled graciously at the older Englishman. “He’s a natural.”
Natasha’s brother truly was gifted for the family business. She was elated that he had found his place. He continued on the track of recovery, but there had always been one thing that worried her: his lack of interest in building close-knit relationships, except with his family, Gaston, and a few close friends. It was as if he insisted upon standing on the periphery of life, engaged physically and mentally but disengaged emotionally. The few women he dated were great to be around until they wanted more.
As close as the two siblings were, Natasha refrained from asking him about his inability to connect, until one day shortly after Isabella had been born.
Desiring to see his niece, Landon had come over to the house one night while Gaston was at the resort working. He sat in an overstuffed chair in his sister’s living room, cradling the tiny baby in his arms.
“I can’t get over how beautiful she is, Natasha.”
She loved seeing her child in her brother’s arms. He was very tender with her. “Do you want kids of your own, Landon?”
He looked up from the face of the sleeping infant to make eye contact with her. The expression in his eyes scared her. It was a countenance of loss, as if there were so many things he wanted but knew he would never have. It had made her sad to see such sorrow on her brother’s face.
Landon never answered, but simply returned his
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