MYKEL
My wife was pissed, like really, really pissed at me right now—about to burst into flames. So did I. “Do you think this is a joke? Well, I can handle this, but I chose and agreed with Grandpa because we trusted you, and I respect you as my other half. You can politely decline our offer and move on, and I will take the position for his sake.”
I stared at my wife in shock. I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. Days ago, she was adamant about a payback. Right now, she was like another person that I had just met.
“Why me?” My gaze flew between them.
“I have no easy way to say this, but I trust you can handle two seats, CEO of both major companies. Because I can’t throw it at someone, not my blood, and I don’t fully trust. Call it nepotism, but this corporation is my swe
