begged me to fix it! You’re the one who said your sister was a stupid maid who would never know the difference! You told me she was illiterate in corporate law!”
“Enough.”
The word wasn’t shouted, but it slammed into the room with the kinetic force of a falling portcullis.
I faced Keating. “Arthur, Miles. I sincerely apologize for this grotesque theater. My family seems to have temporarily forgotten that you cannot sell a building when the person who built it is standing in the room.”
Keating regarded Eleanor, then