Charles
"What's wrong?" I asked, on edge at her tense tone.
"I just..." She huffed out a breath. "Jackson."
"What happened?"
She growled and started telling me what had happened. I took note to look into Jackson and his family as a matter of course. The level of entitlement in his words had a threatening tone to it.
"I can't f*****g believe him," she growled.
Her frustration and anger were palpable, and I couldn't blame her.
"It's hard to cut childhood bonds, but you made the right decision. Jackson's prejudices would have poisoned you and caused problems later down the line."
There was a heavy sigh on the other end of the line. "I know, Charles, but it's just... infuriating. His specialty is reformulation. He's an asshole, but he would have been a useful asshole, and now, wh
