Lopez exchanged a quick glance with Adrian, her anxiety palpable. “What do you mean, sir?”

Jordan's eyes stayed on Lopez, his expression unreadable as he leaned forward slightly.

“You see, exactly a year ago, I made a decision to sign my will, as I was no longer sure how long I had until death came knocking. My decision was to give everything I have to my only son, as expected, but there was a hitch.”

Adrian knew where the conversation was going, but there was nothing he could do to prevent it. Jordan continued.

“I wasn’t sure of my son’s capacity to handle my business well without me. He wasn't...