Billionaire's Bloody Deal
ns and my former boss, rushed forward, his fac
plete oversight on our part. We take full res
Julian was almost
ing's face w
, possibly months, and an untold amount in remediation. Sterling Holdings is term
ied the weight of an executioner's sent
erling, please! We can fix t
actically
eel and walking towards his car, his
d grim looks and also began to disperse. It was a clear signal: Apex
, and confronted his remaining team, which
ed here? Who is responsi
oomed acros
ied to shift the blame even as she
eramental. But yes, I... I authorized the expedited p
while deflecting her own cr
was your job to manage it, Bell!
e stopped short of f
ctual relationship with Julian Sterling. Was I a pariah, or someone wi
and a strange, new deference. "You need to talk to Sterli
ake me use whatever supposed con
gaze, my
nal design was sound. This failure is on Apex, on Veronica, on you for pu
tle I had left to clin
an or be used as your pawn," I stated, my voice clear and f
desperation in his eyes t
very firm in this city knows about your... 'colorful' past. Every rumor,
He was exploiting my past, my vulne
or years, was just as opportunistic and ruthless as the rest of them. His loy
yself. To understand what game he was playing. But I
s that would be. I had to try and salvage something,
ing the lion's den. The receptionist, a woman with a perfectly sculpted, disdainful exp
he asked, her voice
calm and professional, despite the knot of anxiety in
Mr. Astor is a
ule that was likely blank, she sighed dramati
ed it was a mo
rnity. An hour ticked by. Then another. It was a deliberate power play, de
morning. But I sat straight, my purse clutched in my lap, refusing to show an
didn't even glance in my direction. I hesitated, a part of me wanting to stand up, to demand answers, but the momen
e paused, his gaze lingering for a moment, a question in his eyes, be
at. What could I even say if I did get to see Liam? Or Julian? My
ed my name, her voice bored. She handed me a lukewarm b
see you now. Th
lt like another
elty. He was enjoying this, making me wait, making me sq
ian was on a call with Liam,
readable in his voice as he glanced at the security feed show
r, I'll give her that. Or just
sidered fo
. Let's see what Ms. Moren
of something else – curiosity, perhaps, or the ant
oor, a complex, almost predatory smile