James stalked into the room, took a deep breath, and tried to keep his voice steady, but his frustration was palpable. "Bill, do you have any idea how crucial tonight's dinner was? Judy Campbell's favor? Half the city would kill for that!"
Bill shot him a look dripping with sarcasm. "Including you? I mean, I wouldn't mind her as a stepmom."
James's temples throbbed, his voice rising. "What are you implying? You think I brought you to meet the Campbells for my own benefit? I did it for you!"
"For me?" Bill sneered. "Give me a break. Like you ever cared what I wanted."
"I wanted you to connect with Judy—it's about your future, the future of Jones Corporation," James explained.
"Did you ever ask me what I wanted? Stop pretending you give a damn! I don't need your fake concern!" Bill's wo
