I lowered my head, lips curving up uncontrollably.
"Bro, you really summed that up well."
Ronald Wright shot George Harrison a withering glance, his tone cold as ice. "If you can't say anything useful, just zip it. No one's gonna think you're mute."
George sneered, “Well, at least I’m honest. You cheated on your wife, just own it. No ifs, no buts. You like that messed-up woman, fine. Just admit it. We honestly don’t care, so why keep faking it?"
"You messed up, and now you're snapping at others?!" Jeffrey Wright snapped, fuming. "Who the hell is that Grace woman anyway? She save your life or something? Since when was she so important to you that you’d throw your wife under the bus for her?"
Paul Allen quickly tried to smooth things over. "Chairman, it's not that Mr. Wright
