Fuming, Justin Sidney dropped all pretenses. He was sick to death of this charade. If he could, he'd hop on a plane to study abroad this very minute—who gave a damn about inheriting the company anyway?
Ryan Sidney hadn't expected him to air everything out so openly, laying bare Tina's schemes without hesitation. It was... unexpectedly bold.
But until every detail was accounted for, Ryan would never make such a reckless move.
He steepled his fingers, eyes lifting coldly. "You underestimate the complexity. Father's decisions aren't mine to overturn with pretty words. Do us all a favor—don't stir the pot."
Justin couldn't believe his ears. Even after spelling it out, Ryan still played the saint. Some people wore their masks so long, they'd become second nature.
A hollow laugh escaped him
