Izan trudged down the stairs, barefoot, yawning as he ran a hand through his hair.
The sun filtered through the living room windows, casting a warm glow over the dining table where Miranda was already seated, her laptop open, tablet in hand, and contract papers neatly arranged in front of her.
Komi sat beside her, while Hori scrolled through her phone, occasionally glancing at the documents.
"You're finally up," Miranda said, smirking as she watched Izan stretch.
He mumbled something incoherent before pulling out a chair and dropping into it. "Didn't realize contract talks started this early."
Miranda tapped her stylus against the tablet. "It's never too early when we're talking about millions."
Izan exhaled sharply, rubbing his face. "Alright. What are we looking at."
Miranda swiped to a page on her tablet. "Let's go step by step. Your base salary is set at €15 million per year—that's your guaranteed income before bonuses.
