Suddenly, the Bushman family shot past competitors, their businesses expanded like wildfire, and within three years, they were rubbing shoulders with the most powerful families in the nation. They had grown into titans so high, so mighty that people whispered about them being untouchable.
Mark leaned back slightly, watching Cecilia with an expression that he tried to mask as calm, though inwardly he was in conflict. On one hand, pride swelled within him. The woman standing before him once unsure, once belittled was now standing tall with her head high, unshaken, unafraid, exuding a confidence that outshone even the mockery of the Zakaria family earlier that day. He admired it deeply. He loved it, even.
But on the other hand, there was something else gnawing at him, something he couldn't ignore.
Bushman Jr.
