Many were waiting with bated breath to see Lenora's downfall.
"Mr. Sanderson, it's no secret that you've severed ties with my family, yet you show concern for my mother—what's the logic there? Could it be..." Jacob, ever the rogue with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes and a sly arch to his brows, teased, "Could it be that you harbored a hidden flame for my mother, and out of unrequited love and jealousy, you've been targeting my father?"
At that, even the normally composed Sanderson couldn't sit still. He rose abruptly, indignant, "Jacob! What nonsense are you spouting? I'm merely an old family friend, concerned for your mother's well-being after hearing about her illness, that's all!"
"Look at you, getting all flustered. Everyone admires beauty, and my mother was quite the beauty in her day. It's no shame that you fancied her, Mr. Sanderson," Jacob continued with a grin.
Sanderson's face turned beet red. He glanced around the boardroom, catching every pair of eyes filled with sly curiosity and veiled mockery.
Rosalynn leaned back in her chair, idly spinning a decorative ring on her finger, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.d2
She thought the old Jacob was long gone after the ordeal with Erica, seems she was wrong.
Some nuisances just don't go down that easily.
At the Strand Group, besides the rumor of Sanderson being an illegitimate child, there was another whisper.
Sanderson was only a year younger than Graham, but it wasn't until Jacob hit his teens that Sanderson, under Kendal's orchestration, married the granddaughter of a textile magnate.
Rumor had it, the marriage was forced.
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