The Billionaire's Unwanted Genius Heiress

d down the interstat

g around her leather handbag. The sudden encounter with A

across her chest. Her black hood covered her forehead. She a

Mr. Denver called. The kitchen staff is preparin

eyes swept over Kira's faded denim pants and scu

race. Arthur, take the Midtown exit. We are going s

od, Kira spoke in a flat

hed out, aiming her fingers at t

? You carry the Mcintosh nam

rs clamped onto Hertha's wrist with exact pres

pain. A sharp ache shot s

ice. She tilted her chin, letting Hertha

th a brief flick. A dark red ma

ha rubbed her wrist, her eyes wid

unwrapped a peppermint candy

her voice heavy with scorn. "Where were you

irect accusation took the breath from her lu

the Long Island estate! Do

thur said, press

e vibrated twice. A tiny bone-conduction ear

d. Abram Davidson's deep voi

Kiddo," Abram said smoothly. "You

r lips with her dark sleeve. She spoke in a faint mur

s, Davidson. I told you

Mcintosh estate. That family survives on financial

s me," Kira r

btle intensity. "Say the word, and my car will pull alo

his persistence. She k

les," Kira said. "Sta

t," Abram murmured. "I

deeper into her pocket. Abram Davidson was dangerou

ron gates of the Mcintosh esta

oak tree outside the perimeter wall, a c

ss of the SUV. Abram had arrived ahead of

n the vanity mirror, fixing her

aring at Kira. "Your brother Javen is home from his

rds and picked up h

stone steps of the mansion. Art

open and stepped on

n Mcintosh. He had his hands in the pockets of his

ira's dusty boots, torn jeans, and cheap

airs, her amber eyes locking onto