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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY NINE
Six months had passed since the announcement. Emma sat in her office at Titan Global, morning light streaming through the windows. Her desk was covered with reports, contracts, and a half-empty coffee cup. On the wall behind her hung a new frame, the original Harper Construction logo, saved from the old building, restored and mounted where she could see it every day.Mia walked in without knocking, carrying a tablet and a pastry. "You've been here since six again.""I like the peace and silence. It helps me focus." Emma confessed."You like working yourself into the ground." Mia set the pastry down. "Eat and that's an order from your friend who also happens to be your assistant."Emma smiled and took a bite. "Happy?""Ecstatic." Mia sat across from her. "Okay, here comes your schedule. Ten o'clock, you have a meeting with the Harper board. They want to discuss the new equipment leases. Noon, lunch with your mother, she called three times to confirm, by two o'clock, site visit to the n
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY EIGHT
The conference hall at Titan Global headquarters was packed, reporters filled every seat, cameras lined the back wall, and the sound of conversation filled the room. Emma stood in a side room, looking through the window at the crowd, her heart pounding in a way it hadn't since the day she faced the board alone. Mia appeared beside her with a cup of water. "You look like you're about to face a firing squad." "Honestly it feels like it." She said truthfully. "You've got this." Mia squeezed her arm. "I'll be right there at the side. If you forget a name or a number, just look at me. I'll mouth it." Emma laughed. "You'll mouth it? That's your plan?" "It's a good plan and it’s very subtle." Mia said and they both laughed, and the tension eased slightly. George walked in, dressed in his best suit, the one he only wore for weddings and funerals. Margaret followed, elegant as always, with Victoria beside her looking proud and nervous at the same time. "You ready?" George asked. "No but
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY SEVEN
The Harper Construction board met in a small conference room on the second floor of their headquarters. The building was old, like everything else about the company, but it had character. Emma arrived early with Mia, her friend and assistant, who carried a second copy of every document and a tablet for notes."You okay?" Mia asked as they walked up the stairs."I am but I have to say, I’m feeling a little bit nervous," Emma admitted."You? Nervous?" Mia grinned. "You just took down your cousin in front of the whole world. This is just a board meeting.""This is different, this is a family business." She argued.Mia squeezed her arm. "And you're family too. Don't forget that."They walked into the conference room, four board members sat around the table. George was there, representing the family and three others Emma knew by name but not well, Mr. Dawson, the oldest, who'd worked with her grandfather; Mrs. Chen, who handled legal matters; and Mr. Peterson, a local businessman who'd jo
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY SIX
Emma arrived at Margaret's house on Sunday afternoon with a folder under her arm and her stomach in knots. Liam had offered to come for support, but she'd said no. This was family business, sheneeded to handle it alone.Margaret met her at the door with a hug and a quiet, "Everyone's in the living room."Emma stepped inside, George sat in his usual chair, newspaper folded in his lap, expression guarded. Victoria was on the couch and two other relatives Emma barely saw anymore, Aunt Patricia and Uncle Mark, occupied the remaining seats. They all looked at her when she walked in.Emma sat in the chair Margaret pointed to, front and center, like a witness about to testify."Thank you for coming," she said. "I know this is short notice."George grunted. "Margaret said it was important. What's going on?"Emma opened the folder. "I've spent the last week going through Harper Construction's finances."Patricia shifted in her seat. "Why?""Because Margaret asked me to." Emma pulled out the fi
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY FIVE
Emma spent the next week buried in research and work. She set up in her home office, the door half-open so she could hear Maggie when she stirred from naps. The folder Margaret had given her sat on the desk, already worn at the edges from how many times she'd opened it.On Monday morning, she started with the debt. Harper Construction owed money to three different banks, not huge amounts individually, but together they added up to more than the company made in a year. The interest rates were punishing and payment deadlines were approaching fast.She made notes and called each bank to verify the terms. She also found two loans that could be refinanced at lower rates if Harper had better backing. She wrote that down.On Tuesday, she looked at equipment and the list was depressing. Harper couldn't bid on large projects because they couldn't guarantee modern equipment.She priced replacements and the numbers made her stomach drop, then she started calculating lease options, partnerships,
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY FOUR
Emma's phone rang again on Friday afternoon. She was in her home office, reviewing contracts, Maggie napping upstairs. She glanced at the screen and again, it was Margaret.She smiled and picked up. "You're calling a lot lately. Missing me?""Always." Margaret's voice was warm but carried something underneath. "We’re having dinner on Sunday. You're coming.""Wouldn't miss it.""Bring Liam. Bring the baby. I'm making enough food for an army."Emma laughed. "You always do."Margaret paused. "And Emma? Come early. There's something I want to talk to you about."The warmth in Emma's chest flickered. "Everything okay?""Everything's fine, just family business. We'll talk on Sunday."They said their goodbyes and hung up. Emma stared at her phone for a long moment. Family business, that could mean anything.Sunday arrived, Emma bundled Maggie into her coat, Liam drove, and they arrived at Margaret's house just after noon.Margaret greeted them in the foyer, arms open, eyes bright. “There's m
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