“You working with Baron Junior now?” Mama smiled in a meaningful way I didn’t like. I had food and wine in my belly and a smile on my face.ĭinner was just a distraction, though. The food was good and the tablecloths were the kind of white you see in Tide commercials. Everyone in town knew Vicious and his friends had set fire to La Belle during our senior year, but no one knew why. The restaurant was on a boat called La Belle and was a little fancy for my liking.
And Josephine Spencer was rarely at the mansion and often away traveling. Baron Senior was being cared for mainly by his nurses-he was much sicker than I’d realized. They filled me in on their lives, which, surprisingly, they claimed were a lot quieter and nicer now. We ordered a bottle of wine, which I could easily afford with my new paycheck, and appetizers as well as entrees. I CHANGED INTO SOMETHING NICER and treated my parents to a restaurant at the marina for dinner. But after twenty seconds of complete silence, I had to say something, anything, so I did. “Actually, my new PA is Emilia LeBlanc,” I said, waiting for his reaction. I heard the echo of a bathroom, a zipper rolling down, and him pissing. Old and experienced, gray hair, pictures of her grandchildren everywhere on her desk?” Not to me, of course, but everyone else at the office hated her. Tiffany, my previous PA, was a bitch to work with.
I saw her packing up her stuff yesterday.” “So who’s helping you in New York? You fired the mouthy she-devil who worked here. “I’m so scared I’m practically pissing my pants here.” Dean snorted, still unaffected. “I’m calling you out on this next time we have our monthly meeting.” “Not much, but I can tell you what went on under my belt when I did it.” What the hell went through your head, you dickbag?” “You offered her a non-standard contract without consulting me. I rolled my lip between my fingers, fighting the twitch in my jaw.
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