With the members showing no sign of sympathy, no mercy in their gaze, Vera felt her world crumble beneath her feet.
Her eyes snapped to Jessica burning with fury, helplessness, and resignation. "Jessica, you can't do this. You should…"
Jessica's cold voice cut her off like a blade. "Vera, why can't I do it? Why shouldn't I? Or… don't you think you deserve even more?"
"Jessica, Davis isn't around to make that decision," Vera managed, her heart urging her to stand firm even though it was clear she was making no headway in this struggle.
Jessica leaned back lazily in her chair, twirling the pen in her hand. Her face remained expressionless, but her voice sliced through the quiet. "Well, well, well… my dear Vera, I have every right to make this decision and far more."
