HE GAVE MY PLACE TO HIS MISTRESS. OUR SON GAVE ME THE COMPANY

eyes moved toward Graham.

“Dad said the company needed a backup.”

Graham’s composure fractured.

“It was a routine security review.”

“No,” Owen said. “You connected it to the corporate patent server.”

Silence fell across the foyer.

Julian took the tablet carefully.

“Did you build this alert?”

Owen nodded.

“My mom taught me that systems should remember when people continue reading …