drink then stared into the liquid as he swirled it in the glass. âI just want to make sure youâre set, Lance. I feel responsible for what happened to you, for what happened to our legacy.â
âIt wasnât your fault, Cole. It was time for change. You knew that. Heart is sold to Knight and Kraus. Theyâre doing a good job, and you have a lot of money to show for it.â
âI didnât want the money,â Cole said.
Lance blinked. âExcuse me?â
Cole met his gaze. âIt was never about the money. When I ran Heart Federated I did it because it was what I was supposed to do, what I was called to do.â
Not about the money? Everything Cole did was about the money. Heâd always made that abundantly clear.
âPreachers talk about being called, Cole. You were running a chain of department stores, not a church.â
For a long time Cole didnât say anything. Then, âWhy do you think Iâm so excited about this Bahia project?â
Lance shrugged. âI donât know. Your latest obsession, is how I see it. Just another way to make more money.â
Cole shook his head. âThere is that, Iâll admit. But I needed a new focus, something that was all mine. Heart Federated was all I ever wanted, for as long as I could remember. When I was a little kid Iâd go into the office with my grandfather, sit in his big chair and dream of growing up and being chairman of the board. Mallory may have moved on, but itâs not that simple for me. Everywhere I go around here, there are reminders of what should have been my legacy and your legacy.â
Lance hadnât realized that Cole still harbored such bitterness over the familyâs decision to sell the company. A secret deal Mallory Heart initiated with Knight and Kraus eventually led to the buyout. If Coleâs own mother hadnât voted against him, there would still be Heart stores in Virginia and North Carolina today and Cole wouldnât be obsessed with this Brazilian thing. But shoulda, coulda, woulda wouldnât change the fact that theyâd all had to move on. Mallory had. And now, in his own obsessive-compulsive way, Cole was trying to as well.
âI didnât know you felt so strongly about it. To me, Heart Federated was a job. But I had a life outside of work. You just worked.â
Cole stared at Lance for a long moment. Then he sighed. âYou think my life is boring, that Iâm obsessive. But one of these days, Lance, youâre going to meet someone or stumble onto something that becomes an obsession for you. Youâll be consumed by it, so consumed that youâll wonder how you ever lived before it.â
Lance frowned. He wasnât really feeling this conversation so he shrugged off Coleâs solemn words. âDonât count on it,â he said. âYouâve been married to your work for as long as you or anyone else can remember. Me? Iâm married to life. And I enjoy her sweet company.â
Cole just shook his head. âThereâs so much more for you to learn.â
Already tired of their talk, Lance aimed to end it. âWeâre two different people, Cole. People with different priorities. Thereâs no right or wrong. It just is.â
But Cole wasnât ready to end the discussion just yet. âLance, you have an MBA from one of the best schools in the country. You can write your ticket anywhere. Just say the word and Iâll make some calls.â
âI donât want you to make any calls. Youâre just not getting it, Cole.â
âYouâre right. Iâm not,â he said, finally losing patience with his nephew. âAnd neither are you at the rate youâre going. Iâve tried to help you.â
Lance faced Cole, the mentor who had been more like an older brother than an uncle. The age difference between the two wasnât great, but Cole seemed so much older, so stressed. Lance had no