The Person Graham Never Expected
Graham stared at Dana.
“Why are you here?”
Dana calmly placed her briefcase on a chair.
“Because Marissa asked me to be.”
Then she looked at the papers Graham had brought.
“I assume that’s the confidentiality agreement your attorney sent us this morning.”
Graham’s eyes narrowed.
“This is a private family matter.”
“No,” Dana replied. “You made it a corporate matter when you connected Marissa’s silence to the Carrington transaction.”
Brielle looked between them.
“What transaction problem?”
Dana glanced at me. I nodded.
Then she explained. My approval rights had never disappeared. Because of the structure of my original investment, the Carrington merger could not proceed in its current form without my authorization. And I had declined to provide it.
Graham’s face lost what little color remained.
“You can’t do that.”
Dana’s answer was almost gentle.
“She already did.”
