“You know nothing about me.” My voice wavers. “And clearly, you know nothing about my family. The ranch belongs to me—” “Lemme guess. You’re gonna sell it.” “That’s none of your business.” “Sure as hell is my business. I’ll be damned if our operation is sold to one of your idiot trust-fund friends who doesn’t know their ass from their elbow when it comes to ranching. You got no idea how much work we’ve put in—” “I don’t care.” I clench my teeth. “Truly, I could care less about you or whatever work you do.” “You couldn’t care less.” “Excuse me?” His eyes bore into mine. “That’s the proper
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