"Go where?" Arthur demanded, his voice cracking. "The meeting is at eight."
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"Is that what you told yourself?" Julian stood up, pulling a crumpled, yellowed envelope from his jacket. "Because I didn't come back for the merger, or the money. I came back because she died three weeks ago in a small apartment in Marseille. And she left a letter for Elias. Not for you, Arthur. Never for you." "Go where
Elias looked at the letter, then at his brother’s tear-rimmed eyes, and finally at his father’s frozen, pale face. For the first time in thirty years, the hierarchy of the Sterling family wasn't defined by wealth or power, but by who held the truth. She said one of us had to get out before the walls closed in
The dinner table at the Sterling estate didn’t seat people; it held them hostage.
Arthur finally looked up. His eyes were cold, professional. "She left because she was weak. And she gave you that money because she knew you were the weakest link. A bribe to stay away."
Elias didn't open the letter. Instead, he stood up, tucked it into his pocket, and looked at Julian. "Let's go," Elias said.