Chapter 12
“I didn’t put you in that chair, Marcus,” I said calmly, looking straight into his eyes through the glass window.
“You chose to hit your sister at your father’s casket.”
“You chose to steal two hundred thousand dollars from a dying man.”
“And you chose to ruin your own marriage for cheap thrill spending with Chloe.”
Marcus slammed his cuffed hands against the counter, causing the guard near the door to step forward warningly.
“Dad always loved you more!” Marcus spat bitterly, tears of anger rising in his eyes.
“He gave you the private trust, he gave you the company, and he left me with nothing!”
“Dad loved you enough to give you a chance to be a real man, Marcus,” I corrected him softly.
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“He gave you the executive vice president position, a high salary, and a loving family.”
“You threw it all away because you thought you were smarter than everyone else in the room.”
