He is enjoying this far too much.
“And ownership?” I ask.
Senior frowns.
“This is Blackwell.”
“Then no.”
“Sabine.”
“No equity, no deal.”
Xavier's eyes brighten.
Senior stares at us.
“You haven't even formed a company.”
“Twenty minutes ago, I hadn't conceived one.”
“That is not reassuring.”
Xavier slides his hands into his pockets.
“She wants equity.”
“Whose side are you on?”
Xavier doesn't hesitate.
“My wife's.”
My stomach still flips when he says that.
Annoying.
Senior sees my expression.
I straighten.
He sighs.
“Minority spinout.”
I blink.
“Meaning?”
“A separate entity. Blackwell retains an investment position. You and Xavier hold operating control.”
Xavier looks toward me.
Now we're both interested.
“Blackwell becomes a client,” I say.
Senior's face tightens.