And then just as Mike was about to announce Childes' name, he was abruptly interrupted. "No, a decision can't be made yet. There's someone who hasn't voted yet," Childe said at length, his measured voice giving nothing away.
Rose gasped, wide-eyed, the words leaping out at her. Of all people to interrupt it was her son. A tide of hatred rose so swiftly in her chest. She flashes her cruel dark eyes at Childe. She rose suddenly. "What the hell are you talking about?" she spoke in the harsh voice of despair.
Mike signaled her to be quiet then he blurted out, "All of the board members are here except Terence Yates. He officially told me that no matter what is to be discussed, he wants to be involved whenever voting takes place."
Terence was Childes' younger brother. He was the duke and hel
