"Alright, everyone's here; let's start." Sanderson had the reins now and his patience for playing nice with the Strands had worn thin. Jacob's passive-aggressive banter did little to improve his mood, and he wasn't in the mood to play along.
"Mr. Sanderson seems a bit on edge today, doesn't he? But look, we're still missing someone."
A melodious voice filtered in from the entrance. Sanderson was caught off guard; he couldn't place the voice. As the newcomer entered the boardroom, his face shifted to a look of surprise.
"Isn't that the Jared family heiress, Wayne's wife?"
"Jacob's Wayne's friend. How could he miss backing him up at a gathering like this?"
"You're living in the past, man. Years ago, Jacob got booted from Bane Corporation for crossing swords with Wayne over a woman..."d2
The boardroom erupted in whispers and murmurs as everyone began to gossip.
Rose followed behind Rosalynn, surveying the expansive boardroom. She knew why she was here today.
The Strand Group, a local empire with shareholders that included... several women...
"Mrs. Silverman, your presence graces us. Forgive me for not greeting you sooner!" Sanderson quickly recovered, stepping forward to shake Rosalynn's hand.
But Rosalynn breezed right past him. She reached out to Jacob instead, "Jacob, you seem to have changed quite a lot for the past few months."
Sanderson's hand hung awkwardly in the air, his facial muscles twitched involuntarily.
"This gentleman..." After shaking Jacob's hand, Rosalynn turned to Sanderson, "You must be Mr. Sanderson, right? You seem like a nice fellow. I heard your voice from outside and thought I'd be meeting a fierce-looking old man."
Sanderson was the type to judge a book by its cover.
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