sorry about that? What is this, you fucked up your life, so you’re going to fuck up mine too?”
Brandon shook his head and walked out the room.
Justin fell back in his chair. The papers remained unsigned in front him. He fisted his hands, then reached for them. This wasn’t happening.
If Brandon refused to sign the papers, then it was time to figure a way to kick him off the partnership. A complete lack of input for the last several years had to be viable in that argument. Or somehow he had to make Brandon change his mind.
Justin got everything he set his mind to, and this was no different.
He pushed off the chair and headed upstairs for his things.
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