Nyx laughed, took a sip of her tea, and leaned into the mic.
She walked to the window, overlooking the bustling street below. "They want to buy our lifestyle. But our lifestyle isn't for sale. It's for sharing." big ebony asses
Nyx pointed to the viewfinder. "It's not food. It's legacy. You talked about your grandmother's cast-iron skillet. You cried. That's entertainment, honey. Real entertainment." Nyx laughed, took a sip of her tea, and leaned into the mic
Her younger brother, Marcus, the CFO, leaned back in his chair. "Nyx, that money would set up our kids' kids." took a sip of her tea