ELORA

Charles’s words died in his throat. The old man’s voice was calm but steely, the kind of tone that sliced deeper than shouting ever could.

Richard leaned back in his chair, fingers drumming lightly on the armrest. “So you both knew about this... clandestine engagement,” he said. “And yet, neither of you thought it necessary to bring it to my attention? Even when I asked for a comprehensive report on all company affiliates and their personal affiliations two months ago?”

Eleanor shifted in her seat, clearly uncomfortable. “Father, it wasn’t relevant…”

“It was relevant the moment he began dating a staff in the company and who also happens to...