Chapter 113

• He stuck a finger in my face and threatened, "Listen, Celeste, I don't care what you're cooking up, but keep your hands off all my children. Don't wheedle or cajole any of them into doing your bidding. If I hear about it, you'll be sorry."
• I let my guard down and glared at Miles as I talked, "Frank is already dying, but instead of making sure Dean's seat is secure, here you are cautioning me about things that don't matter. I'm going to make sure my son takes that seat, Miles. Watch this."
• With that, I stormed out of the room, leaving Miles speechless. He shook his head, a look of regret on his face.