“You expect me to sign away my equity at a brunch table,” I said.

Samantha switched instantly to a condescending tone.

“It’s a standard family security measure, George,” she said.

“Brandon agrees it’s the best way forward for everyone.”

I looked at Brandon, who was now pressing his thumb against the edge of his silver fork.

“Is that right,” I said.

Brandon stopped tapping his foot and looked at the dining room window.

“Samantha’s family has very high standards for asset management, Dad,” Brandon said.