Douglas shook his head with a heavy frown.

“And when were you planning on sharing this enormous financial move with your wife, Russell?”

Russell looked across the room at me, his jaw working silently for a moment.

“Soon, Dad.

I was going to tell Paige very soon.”

A dry, bitter laugh slipped out of me before I could stop it.

“Soon isn’t a date on a calendar, Russell, so what were you actually waiting for?”

“The estate still needed a few structural updates and a security inspection,” he said defensively.