“He won't," Cecilia insisted, holding onto Waylen's arm and assuming a spoiled stance.

“Didn't you mention having several projects? It would be better to have Harold take care of them instead of outsiders."

Waylen glanced up at Harold, a meaningful smile dancing on his lips

“Dad is right. You treat Harold better than you treat us now.”

“No, I'm not!" Cecilia protested, her voice filled with affection.