Even knowing full well the road ahead was a trap—
a pit dug deliberately to swallow her whole—
Sarah Lacy still tried desperately to resist.
“Grandfather, I’m from the engineering department. Collecting payments is finance’s responsibility,” she said, voice tense but controlled, clinging to her last shred of reason.
John Lacy jumped in immediately, his tone dripping with mockery.
“Cousin, cousin… don’t say that. The capable should do more work, isn’t that what you said earlier? Didn’t you insist you were a part of the Lacy family? Or is that only when it benefits you?”
Sarah clenched her jaw.
“I’m still preparing the materials for the resort project. I don’t have the time—”
Tom Lacy slammed his cane down again.
“The resort project will be handled by John.”
Sarah’s face changed in
