A BILLION DOLLAR HANDSHAKE

There was great tension in the room as the seconds continued to tick by. Marvin remained calm, his face was expressionless, while Braun Velcan's confidence began to waver.

He was still pacing around the office, but there was a hint of nervousness in his step now, a slight twitch in his movements.

Twenty-seven minutes had passed, and the silence was so thick it felt like the air itself had stopped moving.

Mr. Benney kept glancing between the two men, his heart was pounding. He knew something was about to happen—he could feel it.

But more than that, he desired that at the end of the day, Diamond Bank must have found a buyer for Marvin's shares.

At twenty-eight minutes, Braun started laughing again, louder this time, like he was trying to convince himself more than anyone else. "You see, Marvin? This is what happens when you think you're smarter than everyone else. Nobody wants those shares!" He jeered.

Marvin didn’t reply. He simply kept his gaze steady on the screen, unbothered by B