August's POV

Dinner had been nothing more than an excuse. As soon as the plates were cleared, my father called me into the living room. I could already imagine where the conversation was headed. He would probably start another fight over my partnership with Marcellus.

"August, let's talk like adults," he began. He'd already dismissed Oliver, who had left in a huff after being excluded from the conversation.

"You can have your position back. And you'll have a guaranteed seat on the board al