![]() ![]() Turning his gaze to his hands, Conrad gripped the rough wood, his limbs and chest filling with a weight-or perhaps gravity had decided to strengthen its hold-but he felt as though the last of his reserves had been tapped, leaving him struggling to keep himself upright. His brother’s posture was rigid, but otherwise, there was little emotion to read there. Standing beside his seat, Conrad rested his hands on the backrest and watched Lucas’s expression. It seems that you are to be successful at last.” ![]() “For as long as I can remember, you have resented my place as the eldest son and have worked to replace me. “You were always jealous of me.” With half-lidded eyes, Lucas watched his brother. Conrad rose to his feet but paused at Lucas’s words. With his message delivered, there was no more to say. ![]() ![]() Though he wanted to extract an oath that Lucas would never bother Ruby or their child again, there was no mistaking the undertone of what he wanted his brother to do to state it outright would present Lucas with a challenge he wouldn’t leave alone. “A gentleman with a little ready cash could do well there,” added Conrad. Throughout the speech, Lucas’s brows rose and rose, those mental cogs churning through the possibilities. ![]()
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