Now he stood beside me—silent.
Pale.
I looked at him, waiting for him to stop this.
He didn’t.
He only whispered, “Maybe we should talk about this privately.”
That’s when something inside me shut down.
I stepped forward, took a breath, and said calmly:
“Actually, Linda… I have a few things to say too.”
All eyes turned to me.
I took the microphone from her.
“My first point—I’m not signing away anything. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. My grandfather built those assets over decades, and he trusted me to protect them—not hand them over to people who confuse control with family.”