Page 11 of The Holiday Clause
She changed the subject. “How was Thanksgiving?”
Soren continued looking at her with puppy dog eyes. “It’s been really hard…”
She withdrew her hand from his and crossed her arms over her chest. “All right, what’s going on?”
“Well, it’s funny you mention Dad.” Soren’s voice softened. “He’s actually why we’re here.”
“Uh, hold on, now.” Logan shoved his brother behind him with a silencing glare. “Let’s not go rushing into anything.”
Wren’s frown deepened. “You’re both being super weird. Either tell me what’s going on or I’m throwing your asses out into the snow.” She looked expectantly at Soren, but his lips seemed sewn shut. She stepped closer to Logan. “I know you can’t keep a secret.”
His jaw trembled.
“Logan,” Soren warned, but it was too late.
“Dad changed the will.”
“Damn it, Logan!” Soren pivoted out of the kitchen and paced. “Of all the places to start!”
“What do you mean he changed his will?” And why would Magnus’s will and testament bring them here? She fixed Logan with a penetrating stare.
“He’s no longer leaving us the company.”
“What?But you’re his sons!”
“Hold on,” Soren objected. “He’s not leaving it to Logan.”
Logan shoved his brother. “He’s not leaving it to you either. It’s going to the board and shareholders unless...”
She leaned forward, waiting for him to finish. “Unless what?”
Logan shifted and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Unless one of us proves we’re responsible enough to take it over.”
She frowned. “How does he expect to measure that?”
Again, they clammed up.
“Somebody better start talking. You came here for a reason, and I want to know why.”
Her mind went to the property, and her curiosity morphed into panic. The Haven, named after her mother, sprawled across a private retreat of more than fifteen thousand acres of woodland, but it also bordered the Hawthorne estate.
“Is this about the occupancy permit for the new lodges?”
“No, it has nothing to do with your plans for the retreat.”
“Then why are you here?”
They both looked uncomfortably at each other.
“Enough with the weird looks!”
“He added a clause.”
“A clause?”
“Some minor new requirements,” Soren explained.
“Such as...?”
