Page 94 of Dream Mates
Riley had already built a backdoor into the Morris company server. It wasn’t paranoia when your mom had spies everywhere.
“Got it.” He nodded. “What about Grace?”
“Grace sadly isn’t a scientist that makes explosions. She just maths.” I grinned. Terrance had set so many things on fire in chemistry when we were in high school.
“You’re okay with Grace now?” Terrance asked.
“I have to be. Two of my packmates are bonded to her, one is courting her. Also, she’s sort of growing on me. Don’t get me wrong, she does so many things that bug me, but she checks out, and she’s not the mountain I want to jump from,” I admitted quietly.
“I see.”
“Anyhow, let’s be careful. You know how quickly things can spin out of control with my mother.” This phone call I was about to make could shove it into motion.
“I’ve got your back, Bren. Always have. What she’s doing to you isn’t healthy or fair. It’s been a long time coming and there are people who will support you in this.”
“Thank you. You’re a good friend, Terrance,” I said.
Terrance grinned. “Who? Me? I just want to keep this company in business. My children have expensive hobbies.”
He stood and left. I closed the door and called the Morris family lawyer.
“Brennan, what can I do for you?” Ian Murphy drawled. He was an old man who’d literally watched me grow up.
“I’d like to claim full access to the trusts and all my assets,” I said.
“Now Brennan, you know I can’t do that without permission from your mother.”
I clicked out of the spreadsheet on my laptop and over to the trust documents Katie had sent me. “She’s not the executorof either. I meet all the criteria–and I’m happy to furnish any documents you need proving my age, pack, and marital status.”
“Well, Brennan, there are issues,” he mumbled.
“I’ve sent letters of wellness to you multiple times. Katie has full access to hers. I meet the same criteria.” This wasn’t the first time I’d tried to get full access–and not just the small allowance my grandmother’s trust gave me.
“I’ll talk to your mother,” he blustered. “Also, the assets for your trust are not… liquid.”
To make it harder for me to claim, my mother had ‘invested’ most of it–including buying the building that was now the foundation headquarters.
“Never mind, I’ll just have my lawyer call you.” I winced as I ended the call.
Thatwasa declaration of war. But Jett was right. There was no legal reason for them to keep my money from me. I’d read the documents and had our new pack lawyer look over them as well.
I called our pack lawyer and left her a message. Letting my assistant know that I was stepping out, I got my motorcycle and went over to Compass BioTek, a pass waiting for me at the front desk. I went up to Spencer’s office.
“Brennan, dear.” Mrs. Katsopolis smiled at me from her desk.
“Mrs. K.” I grinned back. “Is the boss ready for me?”
“Absolutely.”
I entered his office, which was understated and sophisticated. There were tiny wisps of Grace as I took a seat in the offered chair.
“Are you okay?” Spencer asked over his laptop.
“I’m having the pack lawyer start the process of getting my trusts.” I gulped, because I was kicking the hornet’s nest here.
“If it’s too much–”
I shook my head. “It’s my money and I’m tired of my mother trying to control it.”
