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“Good.”
I side eye him. He’s reading something on his phone screen.
“The signs in there said the fastest appointment you can get is in two days. And that you need your old passport to get an immediate replacement.”
I keep staring at him, and when he finally looks up, he lifts a single, dark brow.
“That was a statement, not a question. If you have a question, Ava, then ask it.”
“Did you… how did…?”
“You can get a lot of things when you know the right people.” He looks back at his phone.
I refuse to ask what exactly that means. But I expect it’s exactly as it sounds—when you’re a billionaire, you can get anything you want.
Jet Grant’s probably never been told ‘no’ his entire life.
“So where are we going now? Has Callaghan’s schedule changed?”
“No. He’s still in New York,” Jet tsks as he brings his phone up to his ear.
“Hayden?” he barks. “Talk to me.”
He curses, then nods, before murmuring some sounds of agreement. He ends the call and tosses his phone onto the seat.
“Fucking brilliant.”
He pushes his thumb and finger into his eye sockets, tension radiating from him in waves.
“We need to make this quick,” he says to the driver. “Take us to Knightsbridge. Harrods will have what weneed.”
“This whole day has been insane.”
I walk around the side of the house with my laptop cradled in my free arm as I hold my phone in front of me and talk to Liv on video call.
“Are you really going to go?” Her eyes widen as I blow a strand of hair out of my eyes.
“I don’t know.”
I nod a greeting at David, who’s across the lawn, sitting on a ride-on mower. He waves back before I turn the corner. Liv was supposed to be coming to visit this weekend, but that might be on hold now.
It depends how long we’re in New York.
If I get on the plane.
“Why don’t you tell him?”
I jerk my head. “No. It’s none of his damn business.”
“Ava,” Liv insists, “he’ll understand.”
I snort. This is Jet. I’m pretty sure he only understands how to act like a pretentious pig. He didn’t even let me choose my own luggage when we went to the store after my passport interview. I wanted this nice red suitcase with wheels. It would have saved himmoney, instead of the extortionate price he paid for the silver suitcase and matching carry-on he selected. But I guess he cared little for the cost judging by the way he didn’t look at the tags before handing over his black Amex to the sales assistant.
“I’ve got sleeping tablets. I’ll have a couple before take-off.”
The false confidence in my voice doesn’t fool Liv, she’s known me too long.
“I’m not saying you can’t. In fact, I think it’s amazing. You’ll finally be able to visit your mum.”
