It doesn't bring the smile back to her face. In fact, she looks blank for several long beats of silence, blinking, the thoughts firing through her mind that she can hardly sort through them.
"What kind of discrepancies?" she finally asks, slowly. She knows that Jason's finances are shady at best, were even before she added her own layer to it, but she doesn't know how bad it was. Never wanted to know. She feels like his answer determines whether or not she can fix it -- of course, she can fix it either way, with money, but she's well aware Jason won't allow it. He won't want her to interfere and try her hand with Sinclair, either, but she can do that less obviously than just transferring a dizzying amount of assi into his accounts.
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"What kind of discrepancies?" she finally asks, slowly. She knows that Jason's finances are shady at best, were even before she added her own layer to it, but she doesn't know how bad it was. Never wanted to know. She feels like his answer determines whether or not she can fix it -- of course, she can fix it either way, with money, but she's well aware Jason won't allow it. He won't want her to interfere and try her hand with Sinclair, either, but she can do that less obviously than just transferring a dizzying amount of assi into his accounts.