Adelaide
"Hamilton and Porter, Natalie speaking. How may I help you?"
My hand trembled uncontrollably as I held tightly to the phone. "Natalie, this is Mrs. Fitzgerald." I took a deep breath. "I want to speak to Stephen."
"Mrs. Fitzgerald, it's nice to hear from you."
I closed my eyes in frustration; chatting wasn't my intention. I needed to talk to Stephen. The last time we spoke he was checking on Montague Corporation assets. It had occurred to me that after all of this time, I had no idea how much money everything was worth.
If the codicil were about to go into effect, what would it mean? What was I willing to fight for?
"Natalie, I'm not feeling well. Stephen, please?"
"Ma'am, Stephen is no longer with Hamilton and Porter. Perhaps Mr. Porter can help you?"
"What?" I asked in
