Chapter 442
Chapter 442:
He didn’t give me a chance to say “Don’t care, didn’t ask,” and barreled on. “He came straight to your studio the moment he got back to Skyline. You two must’ve been talking behind my back for months. What is this, some plan to cut me out and split my inheritance between you p>
“Don’t flatter yourself,” I said. “You’re not that important p>
He let out a low, complacent, smug laugh, and I knew he was about to say something stupid.
“You don’t have to play games. If it’s money you want, just tell me. Whatever you’re scheming for, I’ll give it to you p>
I looked him dead in the eye. “I wouldn’t take a cent from you, even if you got on your knees and begged me p>
I stepped past the broken table and started moving around him.
He blocked the way, arms stiff at his sides.
“I’m not done,” he said quickly. “I came to apologize. I shouldn’t have come at Dan like that. He pushed my buttons, and I just… snapped. It got out of hand. I didn’t mean to wreck your place. That was on me p>
“You were howling for justice half a minute ago. Sounded like you were ready to level the whole building p>
“That was the rage talking,” he said. “You’ve seen me lose it before. I thought you’d understand. He’s been lying to everyone. The bastard’s fooled you too p>
“Stop calling him that,” I cut in. “Every time you spit out ‘that bastard’, you sound like a bigger prick p>
Out of the two of them, Dan had been the one actually showing up, getting work done, not shattering furniture and bleeding on the floor.
Between a sulky man-child and a quiet employee (though one that was proving difficult to get rid of), I knew which one gave me fewer migraines.
“You stormed in here spoiling for a fight, and now it’s Dan’s fault you lost your temper? It just proves how unstable you are. Go back to your hospital bed and stay there p>
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Rhys’s eyes, already slightly swollen, widened to saucer-like proportions. “You’re defending him p>
“I’m not defending anyone. I’m telling you this isn’t your turf. Get out p>
His face dropped.
He tried to look wounded. “I came to apologize p>
“Don’t bother. Just pay for what you broke p>
“I will.” He reached into his coat and pulled out a chequebook. “I lost it earlier. I’ll cover everything p>
I didn’t take the cheque he offered. “You’ll pay once the cops finish their report. Through proper channels. Not now p>
I didn’t want it to look like we’d reached a private settlement.
I didn’t want it to look like Rhys and I had a private anything.
His hand hung in the air for a second before he lowered it. I waited for him to leave.
He didn’t get the hint.
“Mirabelle, it’s been hell. Catherine won’t sign the papers. Keeps dragging things out. My father blindsided us with some bastard son, wants to make him a Granger, put him in the boardroom like I’m already gone. My mum had a cardiac episode and ended up hospitalized. I wasn’t planning to start anything with Daniel, I wasn’t p>
“How’s Aunt Louisa?” I interrupted his unsolicited soul-baring.