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Elias tightened his grip on his fork. "I’m not soft, Father. I’m ethical. There’s a difference."
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"The merger is off, Father," Elias said, heading for the door. "And so are we."
As the brothers walked out together, leaving the heavy oak doors swinging in their wake, Arthur Sterling sat alone at a table built for twelve, finally realizing that silence doesn't just build empires—it empties them. Elias tightened his grip on his fork
"The board is concerned about the merger, Elias," Arthur said, not looking up from his steak. "They think you’re soft."
Elias didn't open the letter. Instead, he stood up, tucked it into his pocket, and looked at Julian. "Let's go," Elias said. There’s a difference
The air in the room curdled. Their mother, Clara, was the only name never spoken in this room. She hadn't died; she had simply walked out one Tuesday morning ten years ago and never looked back.
Elias tightened his grip on his fork. "I’m not soft, Father. I’m ethical. There’s a difference."
Julian let out a sharp, jagged laugh. "Ethical? You’re still living in a house bought with blood money, wearing a watch that costs more than a nurse’s salary. Don't play the saint just because you’re too scared to be the villain."
"The merger is off, Father," Elias said, heading for the door. "And so are we."
As the brothers walked out together, leaving the heavy oak doors swinging in their wake, Arthur Sterling sat alone at a table built for twelve, finally realizing that silence doesn't just build empires—it empties them.
"The board is concerned about the merger, Elias," Arthur said, not looking up from his steak. "They think you’re soft."
Elias didn't open the letter. Instead, he stood up, tucked it into his pocket, and looked at Julian. "Let's go," Elias said.
The air in the room curdled. Their mother, Clara, was the only name never spoken in this room. She hadn't died; she had simply walked out one Tuesday morning ten years ago and never looked back.