“In your charge? Since when do you have… ‘team’?” he said, making air quotes with his hand.
“Since today,” I replied, making it clear that the situation had changed.
But Tomás couldn’t tolerate losing control.
“You can’t manage an inheritance like this. You don’t have the experience. Let me handle this,” he said, coming closer, trying to sound protective.
“The inheritance is mine,” I replied firmly. “And I don’t need you to manage anything anymore.”
His eyes flashed with barely contained fury.
“What else did that old man leave you?” he muttered through gritted teeth.
I stepped closer until I was just a foot away from him.
“Much more than you can imagine. And he also left me instructions. About you.”
The silence was heavy.
Tomás tried to regain his composure.
