Page 9 of Ruthless Legacy


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Yeah. Play by the manipulative rules. No one needs to tell me that. Just put a collar on me and call it a day. Still, Elliot Perry’s going to definitely be interesting.

“I hired someone to help me.”

King raises a brow. I’m not going to tell him how much money I’m spending, he’ll think I’m an idiot.

“You think you need help?”

The music in this place goes up a notch. Nothing special, just indie vibes on the right side of upbeat. I lean in a little closer so I’m not shouting. “Yes.”

Kingston starts laughing and hands me back the letter. “Oh, man, you can do without sex for four weeks. Actually, who said you needed to do that?”

“Clean up my act came straight from the matriarch’s mouth.” And a note that came with the letter, a note I haven’t shown anyone. Jenson’s hand, directed no doubt by my mother as I highly doubt they held a séance. A note that says no screwing about. “That’s what the rest of the board wants, and we’re not included in that balance.”

Another fucking rule from the great beyond, during this, the balance of the shares reside with the rest of the shareholders. But I’m refusing to go there.

Four weeks. It can’t be that hard, not with Elliot breathing fire on me.

“Maybe this is a new start for you,” Zoey says, shouting over the music.

I’m not about to say how I feel in front of her, that a new start where I have to go without or tie myself down is a fate worse than death, because I know what she means.

“I just want my piece of the Sinclair jewels. They must be worth an insane amount,” says Kingston. “So don’t fuck this up.”

We have more drinks and Hudson and Scarlett leave, then Zoey and Magnus who get that look. It’s just me and King and that hot dark-haired woman that’s at the periphery, surrounded by men. And she’s sending me all the right signals.

“Who did you hire?”

“Someone called Elliot Perry.”

He frowns. “I don’t know him.”

“It’s four weeks and then we’ll have this in the bag, and then it’s your turn.”

“Yeah.” Kingston turns his glass in his hands. “My turn. I’m not interested in games. I have other things to do with my time. So let’s get to the bottom of this and then I get my jewels. We’ll value them and if it works in our favor, we’ll let one of the museums display them. People have talked about them for years.”

“They’re beautiful.”

He shoots me a look. “So? That means zero. The most expensive jewels are pretty gaudy in modern lighting. Or just gaudy. I want to know how much they all are worth.”

“Hudson and Magnus might not let them go for you.”

“I’m very persuasive.”

He is. “You think I can do it?”

“Do I think you can keep your dick dry? No. But you can practice discretion.”

“My moves are going to be watched.”

“That they are.” He checks his watch. “I have to get out of here. Hot date.”

“Are you seeing someone?”

“Not really sure yet. I’ll see how it plays out. She’s fun right now. Stay at this level and all is good. Catch you later.”

When he goes, long, slender legs in a short skirt slide past me and the dark-haired woman with the hips and searing looks takes his seat. Her top is tight and shows off her perfect handfuls of tits.

“You’re hot, so am I,” she says in a practiced purr. “How about you get us a drink?”

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