He draped his arm around the woman's waist, a cold smirk playing on his lips. "There's nothing to discuss about the company. You're old enough to enjoy retirement now, so just let it go."
I recognized the pregnant woman. She was Sabrina Kane, Ethan's cousin from his hometown.
And now it all made sense. This was nothing but a carefully orchestrated con.
I'd never seen my father like this before.
He'd spent his whole life fighting his way to the top, building the Stone Group into a powerhouse, and it was just about to go public.
But then I died at the worst possible moment.
"Ethan, no matter how much you despise us, you can't just ignore what's right! This house was bought for Hannah. How can it suddenly be yours?"
"This house is part of our marital assets. She's gone now, so as her legal heir, it belongs to me. What's so unreasonable about that?" Ethan shot back. His irritation barely concealed.
"Please, Mr. Stone, just go home. It's getting late, and today is Hannah's memorial day. Let's not make a scene."
Sabrina pulled out a key and opened the door.
Together, she and Ethan shoved my father outside, slamming the door shut behind them with a loud bang.