Trade Me for a Schemer? Enjoy Your Fall
Owen wasn't going to stop them anyway.
When Lila heard their comments, she flashed me a smug smile. Her tone, however, dripped with false sweetness.
"Charlotte, aren't you happy for me? You're not clapping, does that mean you're unhappy with something?
"Though I guess that makes sense. If we're talking about seniority, this should really go to you."
She slowly pushed the share certificate across the table toward me.
Owen flinched like I'd stepped on his tail. He immediately snatched the certificate back and placed it firmly in Lila's hands.