Sunday Morning, 9:47 AM - Vale Estate

Cole’s POV

I’d been staring at my father across his massive oak desk for exactly three minutes in complete silence.

Eva sat beside me, her hand gripping mine so tight I was losing circulation. But I didn’t pull away. If anything, I held on tighter.

“Well?” Jonathan finally said, swirling his scotch. “Are you going to speak, or shall we continue this dramatic silence?”

“How did you get the contract?” My voice was as cold as. “That ...