" Don't think too long, Leslie," he said, a warning tone in his voice. " Time is of the essence."He turned to leave, but stopped at the door." Oh, and Leslie," he said, a sly smile on his face. " I'd be careful if I were you. You're playing a dangerous game. And you might not like the consequences."With that, he walked out, leaving me alone with my thoughts.I stood there for a long time, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. Anger, hurt, confusion, a tiny, unwelcome seed of doubt. Was my grandfather really dying? Or was this just another one of Richard's elaborate schemes to get me back into the fold, to gain control of my shares?My phone buzzed in my hand, pulling me from my thoughts. It was Mikhail.*Everything okay?* he texted.I stared at the screen, my thumb hovering over the keyboard. Part of me wanted to tell him everything, to ask for his advice. But another part, a stubborn, independent part, wanted to handle this on my own.*Yes, everything's fine,* I typed back. *Just a sli
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