"What now? Do I have to come to you to ask for permission before making a decision for my company?" Darien questioned, sarcasm evident in his tone.
Eric's fists clenched under the table. He was well aware he shouldn't be here. After all, he didn't have anything to his name to deserve being in the same room as Darien.
If not for the fact that they were related, people would have already started comparing their importance to society. Although they have since he ranked low in the family tree.
Yet, his father had told him to come.
The boardroom went silent for a moment as no one dared to say a word.
They all knew who Eric was—Darien's cousin who had nothing to his name.
Eric wanted to speak, but a scowl from his father forced him to keep his mouth shut.
