MOORE ESTATE
The sound of Malcolm’s pacing filled the expansive study as he waited for Lisa. His shoes struck the hardwood floor, each step echoing his impatience.
When the door opened, Lisa walked in with her usual confident stride, her eyes meeting his.
“Dad, you called?” she asked, her tone bordering on indifferent as she leaned against the doorframe. She already had an idea of what he was mad about. She had been informed that Benjamin was being nosy about her new activities at work, and she immediately knew her father was behind it somehow.
Malcolm stopped mid-step, turning to face her. “Do you want to explain yourself, Lisa?” he demanded, his voice sharp. “You went behind my back to propose a partnership with Oasis Group—Miguel McGrath’s company. You should have known better than
