THIRD PERSON’S POV
It was a fine morning. Russell was already dressed up, but his mind was far from settled. His meeting with his lawyer felt like the only thing capable of easing the weight pressing against his chest. He had stayed up most of the night cross-checking company documents and going through business laws, page after page, clause after clause. He knew his father would not go easy on him this time, and he was preparing himself for whatever move came next.
He got into his car and zoomed off to his lawyer’s office. The thought of meeting his lawyer softened him slightly, and he eased his speed, driving more patiently than before. When he arrived, he parked his car and took the elevator up to the ninth floor.
“Good morning, sir,” Lillian said, standing up from her desk.
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