Rosalyn's mocking stare cut through Lionel like a blade. The pain was brutal, but it sharpened his thoughts in a way he hadn't felt in years.
She wasn't done twisting the knife. "Compared to Andy, you're pathetically dumb. Lucky for me, I picked you back then. If it had been Andy, he wouldn't have been such a pushover."
Lionel's fists clenched harder, but he didn't bite back.
Instead, he asked, "All those times you pulled me aside, showered me with gifts, made me promise not to tell Andy—was it because you knew I'd be easier to manipulate than him? Were you grooming me to be your weapon against my own brother?"
Lionel might not have Andy's brains, but he wasn't completely clueless. When Rosalyn first started working on him years ago, part of him suspected her real game.
But money and power are intoxicating. Eventually, he couldn't resist what she was offering, and he betrayed the brother who'd been his whole world.
