She Stole My Seat on My Private Jet. She Forgot I Owned the Sky.

Evelyn rose slowly, trembling with outrage.

“You think this makes you powerful?”

“No,” I said.

“It makes me the owner.”

Bradford stood, leaning on his cane.

“You bought your way into this family.”

I turned to him.

“I bought your family time.”

His eyes went flat.

“And now you think you own us?”

“No, Bradford.”

I stepped aside so he could pass.

“Just the debt.”

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