Side Chick Era... Over

Silas realized he’d misspoken and pressed his lips together, frustration simmering in his chest.

“No matter what, with that much power in Sharon’s hands, she’s bound to throw her weight around, hu she’ll turn the Kalen Group upside down.”

Victoria replied coolly, “Not necessarily. Even If Sharon wants to run wild, those veteran board members backing her won’t allow it.”

Silas snorted. “Those old fossils? They’ve been forming cliques inside the company for years. I’ve long had enough of them. They contribute nothing, yet they constantly hold us back–always saying this can’t be done, that can’t be done. They think they’re so capable just because they once basked in Mom’s favor. Times have changed, but they’re still clinging to their outdated ways.”

He admitted, privately, that their mother’s investment success had come from sharp insight, not mere luck. But in today’s fiercely competitive market, her methods might not have worked so easily.

Scott spoke calmly. “Sharon has spent these years studying art. Whether she can stand up to the test remains to be seen. If she turns out to be all show and no substance, even Mom’s old supporters will stop backing her. Besides…”

His gaze turned sharp, his tone cooling.

shouldn’t

anger flickered across

time. And now she’s left everything to Sharon. How could she? It’s as if Sharon were her child. Aren’t we her sons? Did she feel no guilt

time he finished,

end, he stayed silent. Deep down, he couldn’t deny

death, she had left them nothing–every last thing went to

then, a calm, cutting voice

imagine it all vanished the moment she saw how you

stood at the entrance, a few folders in his

back to the study, so their conversation had carried through

Thomas’s expression

were things they would have said to Sharon’s face–so what if Thomas had