CHAPTER FIFTY SIX – TAUNTING FATHER

Nolan raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And how should I talk to her, Logan? Like a delicate flower who can't handle the truth? I thought I raised you to be stronger than that." As Logan and his father began to argue, their voices rising, Deonna felt a headache building behind her eyes. This was supposed to be a mediation, a chance to find common ground. Instead, it was turning into yet another battleground. "Stop it!" she finally shouted, surprising herself with the force of her voice. Both men fell silent, turning to look at her. "This isn't helping anyone. We came here to talk about our issues, not to be lectured or insulted." Nolan leaned back in his chair, a hint of approval in his eyes. "Well, it seems you have some fire in you after all, Deonna. Good. You'll need it to be a Maine." Deonna took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "Mr. Maine, I appreciate your concern for your family and the company. But Logan and I need to work through our problems on our own terms. We can't force a