For the first time, his expression softened.
“I am not asking for romance, Claire. I am proposing an arrangement.”
His children had spent years disagreeing over control of the family companies and trusts, he explained, and he needed someone legally positioned beyond their influence.
I refused.
Then Owen grew weaker.
Three days later, I called Charles.
“If I agree, Owen gets the procedure?”
“Regardless of whatever happens afterward.”
“Put that in writing.”
A faint smile appeared.
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