Marco tried multiple times to interrupt his sister, but Kathryn's words came at him like rapidfire rounds from a machine gun. He never got the chance to speak.

All he could do was glare at Kathryn with a sullen expression.

If looks could kill, she would have been torn to pieces by now.

After she finally finished speaking, Kathryn picked up her cup, took a couple of sips of coffee, and said, "Brother, I've been talking so much that my lips are dry. I really tried my best to reason with you just like you tried to convince me not to give up Farrell's. "But let's be honest here. Even if I don't return Farrell's to our cousins, do you really think I can hold onto the position of family head?

"No one in the family supports us. They might not be completely on my cousin's side, but they're definitely not on ours either. They've resented Mom and us for a long time. Without their backing and without the ability to overpower our cousins, it's only a matter of time before they reclaim Farrell's.

hand it back to them on my terms. That way, we can at least

my good intentions, let alone my painstaking efforts. There's no point in repeating myself you must be sick of hearing it by now. So, what brings you here?" Only now did she acknowledge why Marco had knocked on her

several deep breaths, trying to suppress his anger. After

I put together, he said. "I showed it to Liberty, but she outright rejected it and scolded us. She called

bitterly, "She even said if we don't shape up, we'll be fired. If she really wants to get

from him, flipped through it, then closed it and tossed it back in

had every right to call you out," she said flatly. "If you're not competent, you shouldn't be in that position collecting a fat

is it that your skills are getting worse instead of better?

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