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Julian tossed the letter onto the table. It slid across the polished mahogany, stopping right in front of Elias.

"Go where?" Arthur demanded, his voice cracking. "The meeting is at eight." pussy mom mature incest

Elias looked at the letter, then at his brother’s tear-rimmed eyes, and finally at his father’s frozen, pale face. For the first time in thirty years, the hierarchy of the Sterling family wasn't defined by wealth or power, but by who held the truth. Julian tossed the letter onto the table

Elias didn't open the letter. Instead, he stood up, tucked it into his pocket, and looked at Julian. "Let's go," Elias said. "The meeting is at eight

"She gave it to me," Julian whispered, his bravado slipping. "She called me the night before she left. She said one of us had to get out before the walls closed in."

Elias tightened his grip on his fork. "I’m not soft, Father. I’m ethical. There’s a difference."