Chapter 1
My mother’s text message blazed against the glass screen like a flare in the dark.
“Daniel, tell me this isn’t real,” her text read, accompanied by a link to a major Chicago business journal.
My hands shook so violently that I almost knocked over my champagne glass onto the white linen.
Tessa leaned across the table, her blue eyes narrowing as she watched the color drain completely from my face.
“Daniel, talk to me,” Tessa demanded, reaching out to grab my forearm.
“What are forty-three people texting you about right now?”
I ignored her, clicking on the article link that my mother had sent.
The headline was bold, crisp, and printed in heavy black font across the top of the financial portal.
“CLAIRE HOLLAND-HARRISON ACQUIRES FULL MAJORITY EQUITY IN HARRISON REAL ESTATE HOLDINGS.”
My stomach dropped into a bottomless pit as the air completely vanished from my lungs.
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Harrison Real Estate Holdings was the firm I had spent fifteen years building from the ground up.
It was my life’s work, my proudest accomplishment, and the sole source of my net worth.
