ned, her expression turni
el. You think you're still the
nd. "Without me, you're nothing.
, poked my forehe
with condescension. "Before your brain completely fries, hand over the p
his hand a
Dick, or Harry can h
hloe shoved me, then rushed to Blake's side,
oe, since he's asking for it,
in grim determination. She
handover or not. If even you could manage t
. Her faith in Blake, or perhaps her d
ad Sterling Corp to even greater heights. He
slap, but I rem
sked, a slight, almost impercept
eady to misinterp
ir grandchild! What'
. Can't accept he
ild will carry the Sterling name. It's only natu
, then turned back to me, he
ur formal notice. You're termi
t waltz into another company. We'll make sure the entire industr
hung heavy
endees looked at me with a
ht-knit corporate world was a
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