BRAYDON’S POV
Mr. Park gives a small nod. “That’s correct. If you fail to meet the condition, your control and rights will automatically transfer to—”
“I can do it,” I interrupt, leaning back in my chair before he can finish.
Mr. Park blinks, clearly thrown off. He glances at my father, who looks less surprised and more irritated, like my answer just ruined whatever plan he had lined up.
I let my gaze flick to Bryan’s mother, her eyes darting away the second I catch them. Figures.
A slow grin spreads across my face as I chuckle under my breath. “What’s wrong? You both look like you weren’t expecting me to agree.”
“You do realize you’re still a student, and Pendant Enterprises is about five hours away from Boston?” Mr. Park says, slipping off his glasses and cleaning them slowly.
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