“Where are you? My kids are hungry, and the table still isn’t cleared!” my sister demanded on my birthday, as if cooking, cleaning, and caring for her children were automatically my responsibility. – Welcome

Stein, folded his hands.

“Mr. Mercer, did you authorize a forty-two-million-dollar contract benefiting Ms. Cole?”

Daniel’s jaw tightened.

“It was preliminary.”

“Did the board approve it?”

“No, but—”

“Did you use company travel and expenses in connection with your relationship with Ms. Cole?”

Vanessa interrupted.

“This is harassment.”

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