Contd from Three Years Ago.
Jacob exploding like that was not on my bingo card for today. They started fighting over why Mike should pay Mrs. Williams that much money and ended with, "You can pay Mrs. Williams using your trust fund."
I can't even begin to process that amount of money. My brain just can't handle it. Sure, I get paid more than generously, but it's not like I'm a spendthrift. I prefer a minimalist lifestyle, though not the sterile, beige kind. I lean towards a rustic style—forests, wildflowers, that sort of thing.
Nora and I grew up in a toxic and chaotic household. Despite marrying for love, our parents were never a good match. They were opposites, constantly arguing over every little thing. They overindulged, trying to fill the cracks in their marriage by buying things and never throwing anything away. This led Nora and me to despise clutter and dirt. It took us years to break the habit of accumulating things. Hence, when we both moved away from home, we started living very modestly.
I start to play with my pen. These situations are always uncomfortable. In almost every negotiation or trial, there will be an argument, whether it's between family members or business owners.
Jacob instructs Mike not to reveal the amount he plans to offer Mrs. Williams just as the door to the conference room opens, and her lawyer enters the room with her.
I stand up and greet her lawyer, Arthur Smith. "Arthur, hello! I wish we were meeting under better circumstances, but it's good to see you." I extend my hand to shake his.
"Emma, nice to see you. I believe you know Louise Williams, wife of the recently deceased Andrew Williams." He gestures toward the stoic, well-dressed woman who looks torn, depressed, and angry.
I extend my hand to her. She doesn't take it. Oh, God, is this a sign that this case won't end today? I hope not. I introduce Mike, "You already know Dr. Michael Pendragon. This is his brother, Jacob Pendragon."
Jacob gives a curt nod. I glare at him as if I'm launching daggers from my eyes. WHY WOULD YOU NOD?! BE MORE FRIENDLY AND NOT YOUR HOT-HEADED, CREEPY SELF! Breathe in. Breathe out. Steady yourself, Emma.
"We cannot waste any more time," I say, turning to Arthur as we sit down. "Shall we begin?"
"Yes, please."
"Arthur, let's cut to the chase. What does your client want?"
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Fractured Bonds
RomanceMarriage in crisis, the revelation of a terminal illness of a close and toxic family member, brings Emmy and Jake back together. Jacob Pendragon, the CEO of Pendragon Capital, a family owned company, and Emma Sinclair, a rising star at Levinson Woo...
