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“Roger hasn’t been able to do anything since you two got together, and I agreed that he should help us out,” Mr. Harrington told Emmy. The rest of the family was gathered too.The contract Emmy lost yesterday had shaken the already fragile family business. Two partner companies had pulled back, and Mr. Harrington had spent the entire night with major shareholders, feeding them nonsense about how a pig could fly if they only had patience.“He’s trying his best too,” Emmy protested.“Are we going to blame him if he stopped doing anything?” Emmy’s mother asked, irritation sharp in her tone, as if ready to snap at her husband for all of this.“All the steps that man is taking, that stupid boy is going around messing it up,” one of Emmy’s brothers added heatedly.“I think this is all my fault,” Emmy muttered. “I shouldn’t have made it obvious that his leaving us meant something.”“I knew this would backfire on us, and when you suggest
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“You might actually get in trouble soon if you do this every time,” Sadie said as they waited for the coffee to brew.“I wasn’t trying to defend you or anything,” Charles added quickly, before she could take it the wrong way.“By the end of the contract, you’ll leave a lot of problems for me to handle,” Sadie muttered.“I don’t think that’s the case. If you think about it, I’ve promoted your name so much in the last few days that I deserve a prize,” Charles said, leaning back casually.“You think that’s the case?” Sadie asked. “Not that you used my name to promote yours?”“You’re the one who needs promotion.”“There’s no one in New York who doesn’t know my name, Charles. So, stop getting ahead of yourself.” She grabbed one of the two cups of coffee.“On a serious note, though, that man needs to be taught a lesson.”“I don’t have his time.”“I told you a similar thing too when you insisted on getting som
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“One…” Charles started counting.“But, Charles, don’t you think you’re taking it too far? Sadie didn’t even agree to date you. You forced her. If I’m wrong, tell me now.”“Three…” Charles continued counting.What a rude man! one comment read.He’s trash!He’s a fool!Golddigger!“Guys, this is what happens today,” Cox said into the camera, suddenly playing the advocate for human rights. “Men without money or status get trampled by people we don’t even know. Mafia? Drug dealers? Who knows.”“Ten…” Charles counted, steady and cold.“And you wonder why a man like him is in the house of our celebrity woman. The woman many look up to.”“You know, Cox,” Charles said, “I let you go the other day because you probably had no choice in that wedding scene… but you’re really pissing me off now.”“This is just the beginning!” Cox barked. “Sadie was mine from the start! And you’re turning her into a bad woman! Wha
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The night was by far the worst Charles had ever had in his life. He tossed and turned in bed, his mind dragging up memories he thought were buried long ago.By 3 a.m., he felt like a man high on drugs, eyes burning, twitching like a bastard crazy. Unable to take it anymore, he threw off his duvet and got out of the damn bed.All thanks to his godfather, he now had to deal with shit he had no reason to face today.He grabbed his phone and slipped out of the house, pausing by Sadie’s room to make sure she was asleep. He headed to the gym and dropped his phone on the floor.He picked up a dumbbell. The weight jolted every dead muscle in his body awake.A few lifts later, Charles grabbed his phone again and dialed the line connecting him to his subordinates.“Tell me everything you found about Dario Salvatore,” he said.“He has a consortium in Colombia, sir, with regions all over—”“Only tell me about his personal l
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The clock read 11 p.m.Charles knew it was time for Sadie to go to sleep. She’d had a hell of a tough day, and on top of that, he’d piled his own nonsense on her just because he’d felt like it. The guilt sat heavy on his chest. Still, he couldn’t bring himself to let her drift off just like this—not when he’d promised to put her on a call with his godfather.“Which do you think is perfect?” Sadie asked, drawing his attention to a pair of shoes on her iPad. “This…” she ran the her thumb over one, “or this?”To Charles, they looked identical. But he’d already given her enough grief tonight; he wasn’t about to add fuel to it. “I think this one’s better,” he said, pointing.“Really?” Her eyes lingered on the screen, filled with an obsession he couldn’t even begin to understand. “One of my friends said the same thing, but I’d have gone for this one.”Charles inhaled deeply, steadying himself. Then three… two… one… “Sadie, could you help me out
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Roger mixed the drink himself—the bartender was not around because he had sent him away. Well, that was just one of the perks of owning a bar. You could do whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted, and no one would dare give a damn about it.It was the same with humans too. When you’ve got money, there is nothing—and nothing means nothing—you can’t do to them.He added some ice to the drinks before turning back and handing one of the cups to Cox.Cox collected it and nodded his thanks.“Was going to ask you for a toast, but I don’t do shit with people who let me down,” Roger said, leaning against the counter, his eyes locked on Cox.Cox shrugged. “You can take your money back. I wasn’t doing it for the money.”That was the most rib-cracking joke Roger had ever heard in his life. He swirled his drink slowly. “I was going to collect the money back, really. But you can still earn it.”“I don’t want to have anything to do wi
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