[Sorry, dear readers. I've been sick, but I can't miss an update, so if you find the chapters repeating, it's because I can't write. I'll change it when I get better.]
He finally wouldn't have to sell his shares to that other greedy daughter of his. No—this was better. This plan could work.
He reached out and tapped the young lawyer's shoulder with the weight of a man who had decided on victory. His laugh came low at first, then grew louder and louder, echoing in the room until it almost felt too big for the walls.
The lawyer didn't know why Lionel was laughing like that. It wasn't the laughter of relief—it was the laughter of a man who enjoyed pulling the wings off flies. Still, he forced a small chuckle of his own, because in this room, pretending to understand was safer than asking why.
~-THE NEXT DAY-~
