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Austin
The silence in the room was deafening. Vicious.
What the hell?
Jensen isn’t going to be CEO? My brain couldn’t logically wrap itself around that concept.
Our father had died when Jensen was twenty-three years old. I was twenty and had been in college at Tech, partying and living the life. Then, with one phone call, everything had changed. Our father was apparently dead of alcohol poisoning. The newspapers had reported it as a suicide. I still wasn’t sure. But, with our mother dead from cancer when we were kids and our father gone, Jensen had taken over the company. He’d been successfully running it for a decade. He was the face of Wright Construction. He was what people thought of when they saw the motto, What’s Wright Is Right.
“What?” Sutton finally gasped out. “What the f
