Heinz Jones smiled. "Well, it doesn't really matter."
Grace Smith sensed that there was something that she was not grasping. There must be some hidden subtext in all of this.
"It's obvious from your tone of voice that there's some hidden meaning behind this." She burst out and said.
Heinz Jones smiled. She was intelligent indeed. "Think about it."
She thought carefully. "Marry Smith was not here to meet me, she was here to see you because the profit sharing had gone down from 28 percent to 25 percent. You turned down Marry Smith's plea to reconsider the profit sharing percentage. She saw us together and guessed that we were close, so she was hoping to use this to her advantage. Am I right?"
"Great analysis." Heinz Jones smiled. "You seemed so shrewd and calculative when you are using your reasoning and logic. You really are similar to your sister."
"I don't want to be like her." Grace scowled. She wouldn't plot or scheme, unless it was for self preservation.