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“Already waiting outside.”

“Have you taken care of everything in the house?”

“Yes, sir.”

“If I or, worse, if Ava finds anything she’s not supposed to, I’ll have your head on a spike before sunrise.”

“Considering my absolute disregard for that ending, I can assure you that everything will be spotless.”

“Talk me through it.”

“Deleted surveillance footage. We have installed a completely new security system. The clothes have been thrown away and replaced with exact replicas. The hazardous setting has been blockaded. All maids, gardeners, and personnel have been changed except for Sam and me.”

“If you or Sam disappoint me, you know your fates, right?”

“The spike or the guillotine. We have the liberty to choose.”

“I changed my mind. You don’t have the luxury of picking your fate anymore.”

“Noted,” he says with the same emotionless tone.

I’m nothing short of an excellent judge of character, which is why Henderson fits the bill. I might have stolen him from my dad’s personnel, and he might still hold a grudge for it. But it’snot my fault people prefer my company over his. Though he’d tell you otherwise like the delusional old man he is.

Besides, Henderson needs more stimuli than Dad’s boring entrepreneurial efforts can offer, and I present him with multiple ways to indulge in his darker tendencies.

A few staged disappearances here, a deletion of records there, and he’s living his best life.

I saved him from a dull existence. He’s welcome.

“Sir?”

“Yes?”

“You need to rest. You’ve been exerting yourself the past couple of days and that has a negative impact on your recovery.”

“Let me worry about that. If my parents, or, worse, my grandfathers, hear a peep of this…”

“They won’t.”

The door opens behind me and I hang up before I turn around, knowing full well it’s not Ava.

She’ll be late just to get on my last nerve. Pissing me off is her favorite sport and the center of her infuriating existence.

I’m faced with her firecracker sister, who’s glaring up at me.

Rising to my full height, I raise a brow. “What can I do for you, stalker?”

“Funny coming from the master.”

“Don’t be jealous.” I pat the top of her head and she pushes my hand away.

“You still owe me an explanation, Eli.”

“Concerning?”

“Don’t fuck with me.” She surveys our surroundings like a rookie detective on their first mission and leans in. “What the hell happened before she fell down the stairs?”

“I told you. It was an accident.”

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