The girl's black ponytail swayed to the sides as she walked towards them. At a glance, she appeared to be about Jack's age, maybe a little younger.
Roughly 5'4", the girl had a sharp, no-nonsense look on her face. While not tall, her features were impeccable. A slim waist, long legs, and curves in all the right places. She even wore a white crop top that showed off her toned midriff and tight jeans, showing that she made an effort to stay in shape.
"Why will I reject the investor? Am I a fool?"
The old man crossed his arms before rolling his eyes. However, the granddaughter was having none of it.
"Why won't you?" she asked. "This is the nineteenth time! I need investors to turn this dump into something useful! Why does a stupid test matter so much to you!?"