Austin and Blake shared a look, both thinking the same thing: how much had she heard?"So? Who made a sex tape?" Hadley asked as she dumped her hot pink Birkin bag on the couch and pranced over to the bed, perching herself on the edge as she pecked Blake on the cheek.Austin watched his brother recoil from her advances, feeling sorry for him. It had to be exhausting to have to pretend to be so blissfully in love with Hadley. Hell, just being in her presence, even for a few minutes, was exhausting."One of our old varsity friends," Austin lied."Which friend?" Hadley gave him a pointed stare, the look in her eyes as clear as the sky outside; she was convinced he was behind the sex tape. "I'm pretty sure I know all your varsity friends.""You don't know him!" Blake said quickly. "What are you doing here anyway?""Estelle and I are off to check out some venues for Marybeth's ball," she said, her lips curling with distaste when she glanced at Austin again. "I still don't understand what y
Since Austin was supposed to meet his father and the consigliere in two hours, he saw no point in driving back to the business district. He settled down in his old quarters in the north wing and asked Sofija to bring him a pot of coffee and some snacks. The sweeter, the better.He didn't have a sweet tooth, but after his chat with Blake, he needed something to soothe the sting of their discussion, and the housekeeper's famous cheesecake was just the thing he needed.Sofija had just cut him a generous slice and poured him a cup of coffee when his phone rang. It was Claudia, no doubt calling to berate him about shooting Blake. He reluctantly answered and was pleasantly surprised when she announced his test results were in."Great! Send them over," he said, his day suddenly ten times better. He couldn't wait to rub them in Marybeth's face. Maybe they'd do the trick and thaw the glacier around her heart. He was going out of his mind from missing her, and every second of craving her and no
Still smiling, Austin picked up the operation manager's file again and was on the man's third warning when the door burst open, and in walked his father with Friar John."The level of disrespect with you boys is too much!" Lukas grumbled as he and the consigliere joined him in the seating area."What are you talking about, Father?" Austin asked, even though he didn't want to know."We had a meeting at eleven, did you forget? I don't understand how you could have when you summoned us!"Austin checked the time on his Rolex and rolled his eyes. "It's 10:59 AM. What's the issue?"Lukas huffed and picked up Elvis Du Pont's file. "Why are you looking into the deputy CEO?""I'm not," Austin replied. "I'm just doing my due diligence before handing the reins back to Blake.""You are?" Friar John's eyebrows shot up, a perplexed look in his eyes. "What happened to your investigation?""That's why I wanted to see you both today," Austin said as he stood up and made his way to the refreshments car
Long after Arno had brought the car to a stop at the entrance of Hawthorne Towers, Marybeth was still sitting in the back seat, making no attempt to leave.Like many of the charming places she'd seen on travel shows, she never thought she'd find herself here one day. To say she was in awe of the thirty-story structure was an understatement. Up close, it looked so much more intimidating, pretty much like her husband."кума," Arno said as he finally killed the engine. "He's waiting for you.""I'm sorry." Marybeth smiled sheepishly at him, snatching up her handbag. "Which floor is he on?""The top one."She wanted to kick herself for asking something so silly. She should have known he'd be on the top floor. He was the CEO, for heaven's sake."His assistant will take you up," Arno added, jerking his head at the strikingly tall, ash-blonde woman waiting in front of the revolving doors."Anything I should know about the De Jagers?" Marybeth asked as she buttoned up her suit jacket."They ar
Austin looked exhausted with his sleeves rolled up, the tie he'd worn in the morning, and the suit jacket nowhere in sight. His hair, too, neatly combed when he left the house, was now mussed up like he'd been running his hands through it too many times throughout the day. But he was still devilishly handsome, especially when he flashed her his infamous smile."Žena, have you been waiting long?" he asked, shutting the door with his heel.Marybeth shook her head and patted the empty spot on the couch beside her. "We need to talk!""If you're going to ask me for a divorce, forget it!" he warned her as he crossed the room."What are you talking about? Why would I ask for a divorce?""Well…this morning you said—"She frowned, waving him off. "Detective Stone came to see me this morning.""And?" he asked as he sat down."And she thinks you had something to do with Ricardo's disappearance.""Are you surprised, Beth? What did you think would happen when you told her he was missing?""Look, I
The two-hour flight to Virginia passed by so quickly for Marybeth that she didn't even have time to panic over her fear of flying in a helicopter. One minute, Austin was strapping her into her seat, and the next, they were landing at a vast field. As he helped her off the helicopter, he explained it was a pasture for the De Jagers cattle. They weren't just taxidermists but also one of the country's largest beef suppliers."So what exactly do they do?" Marybeth asked when a ranch hand pulled up in a golf caddie to drive them up to the house. "I thought they were into weapons?"Smiling, Austin gave her a sidelong glance. "Why would you think that?""From the few hunting photos I've seen of them, I assumed they were. They look deadly," Marybeth replied.Austin burst into a hearty laugh. "You're not wrong there, žena. Believe me, when I tell you, they don't just look deadly; they are! It's one of the reasons I try so damn hard to maintain a cordial working relationship with them. They are
She turned around, almost pissing herself, when she found Willem De Jager scowling at her. His humongous size alone reminded her of a Viking, but the pure contempt in his eyes terrified her.No human eyes should hold so much rage, especially towards a stranger."I hope you are here to tell me you've found the bastards who killed my daughter," he said, staring at Austin.He stood up and thrust out his hand but soon retracted it when Willem showed no sign of returning the handshake."It's good to see you again, Willem," he said, sitting back down."If you are not here to tell me you found Iris' killers, I'm afraid I have nothing to discuss with you," Willem said, his glacial tone sending a chill down Marybeth's spine."So have you found them?" he demanded, making no attempt to take the only free armchair in the room.Austin shook his head, bowing his head. "I'm sorry.""I don't want your damn sorries!" Willem exploded, and for a little while, Marybeth just sat there and listened to the
They didn't talk on the ride back to the chopper.The flight home was just as silent, both lost in their own thoughts.They made it home just after 10:00 PM, and Marybeth wondered if they should pick Orlando up from Neli's."It's late, and she's sleeping," Austin explained as he took off his jacket and threw it on the couch."I know," said Marybeth, loosening the buttons of her blazer and kicking off her sneakers. "But I don't like that we keep shoving her onto other people. I mean, you hired me to look after her.""And you are doing a stellar job, Beth," he assured her.Marybeth didn't feel like she was, though.They should be spending a whole lot more time with Orlando instead of being out and about, hobnobbing with Clifton Bay's royalty and going on dates."Seriously, you need to stop worrying about Orlando. Neli and her mom love having her over. Besides, I'll be in the Blue Mountains next week, so you'll have plenty of time with her," Austin said, waving the bottle of cognac at he