"Really?" Clyde took a sip of his coffee, his expression unreadable.
Lisa's face grew solemn. "Absolutely. My brother's a gambling addict. He's running the company but also skimming money off the top. My dad would never have involved me in the business if it weren't for the cash crunch."
"You can check it out. It's common knowledge in Ironvale. He owes Vegas millions, and right now, he's laying low abroad."
"As for my dad, he's nothing but a sanctimonious hypocrite."
"He's made plenty of enemies with his ruthless ways. When the chips are down, I'm the only one who can carry on the Crawford legacy."
In that moment, I realized I didn't know Lisa as well as I thought.
I had pegged her as a bit of an airhead, but it looks like both Clyde and I were fooled.
Clyde tapped the table in a steady beat, not uttering a word.
Lisa, unfazed, simply smiled at him.
"And you two haven't had kids, right? The genetic history in Melanie's family is troubling. Her mom had cancer. You wouldn't want a child with those risks, would you?"
Her words made my heart clench.
I wondered if the Crawfords knew about my family's history, or if she was just guessing.
Clyde shrugged. "Doesn't matter. With today's medical advancements, even surrogacy is an option."
He seemed indifferent, which left Lisa speechless.
Narrowing her eyes at Clyde, she said, "You're not still hung up on her, are you? Your college sweetheart? I don't buy it."
Neither did I.
Clyde chuckled, his fingers idly tapping the table.
"Remember Galen Brown I mentioned last time? He's managing a fund for Melanie."
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