"Because, Sara, you are the oldest," Adam stated that did little to soothe the tension in the grand living room. He ran a weary hand across his temple because of the severe headache that had been hammering behind his eyes since dawn.
"I always saw you as the one with a thinking like mine, the one who would never dare to make the catastrophic mess like your two step siblings. And when did I even declare I wouldn't choose you as the heir? I named no one last night at the party! But you... you destroyed it."
He pinched the bridge of his nose. "You truly believe I'm an emotionless fool, a man who only understands ledger books and business deals?"
Sara's previously defiant posture softened, a flicker of genuine hurt crossing her features as she absorbed the unexpected vulnerability in her father's words.
The words stiffened Diego further. Adam has again devalued him in front of Sara.
