Finn stood up and turned to the volunteer.
"Whatever else you need to verify, I will cooperate completely."
The volunteer coughed awkwardly, clearly intimidated.
"Do you own your home? Are the windows properly screened? We usually require proof of residence."
"Yes to all of it," Finn replied smoothly. "I have multiple properties under my name. The cat can live wherever it wants. If you need the property deeds, I have digital copies on my phone."
It was a terrifying flex of absolute wealth.
The volunteers exchanged bewildered glances.
Finn's sleek Porsche was parked ten feet away.
Absolutely no one doubted his financial stability.
But protocol was protocol.
After skimming the digital deeds on his phone, the volunteers were speechless.
However, to finalize the adoption, Maeve still had to sign off.
Because she was the director of the rescue drive, her signature was mandatory.
The volunteer nervously slid the paperwork across the table, whispering,
"Ms. Thorne... the gentleman meets all the criteria perfectly."
Maeve sat completely frozen, her expression locked in a dead stare.
Finn stood tall and unmoving, like a solitary tree weathering a storm.
Sienna stood nearby, feeling the air pressure crackling with suffocating tension.
This mother and son were both impossibly, infuriatingly stubborn.
But she knew better than to intervene.
They needed to settle this silent war on their own.
Ultimately, Maeve had to sign the paper.
Because she was the director, her approval was the final hurdle.
The volunteer nervously repeated, 'Ms. Thorne, he meets all the criteria perfectly.'
The seconds dragged on in agonizing silence.
Just as Sienna thought the standoff would never end...
Maeve slowly picked up the pen and signed her name at the bottom of the page.

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