Reason told her this was the most natural thing.
It was reason.
No indulgence, no recklessness, no impulse.
After so many years together, she never found any sense of belonging in him.
Not even the slightest trace of the feelings she experienced with Joel Russo.
Old Master Timmerman was right; she had never loved him.
So apparently, reason can have its illusions too.
"All of it for me?"
She murmured, as if seriously contemplating something.
Brenda Campbell was so nervous she even forgot to breathe, staring fixedly at Arabella Vanderbilt.
For a long while.
"Even if you're not afraid of Juliana Vanderbilt, I am. She'd definitely cause trouble for me. It's exhausting dealing with her; I don't have the energy to waste time on someone like her. The shares Old Master gave me already made her throw a fit, and now if you give me yours…"
"No," Oliver Timmerman said flatly, the tone carrying no room for negotiation.
