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Ingrid grimaced. “But we were really happy in Germany. You can’t deny that.”
“I was happy because I was working on a project with a friend. I was happy because I would get a chance to see Nadia again. That’s what motivated me.”
She turned to me with a wicked smile. “Did Paul tell you we kissed—”
“You tried to kiss me, Ingrid,” Paul said in an even tone. “I told you if you did it again, it would end the collaboration and our friendship.”
She smirked at me. “You don’t believe that, do you?”
I nodded at her affirmatively. “Yes, I do.”
Paul squeezed my hand.
It wasn’t the first time a woman had tried to entice Paul. Linux kissed him in front of me at the Paris studio. Paul not only rejected her, but he fired her, too. Dani warned me this would happen, and I’d have to be prepared for exes who would try to take him away. What I was sure of was that I could trust him.
She wiped her face with the back of her hand. “So that’s it? You’re just going to marry her? She’s a mistake, just like Aubrey. You even admit that now—”
“Aubrey was never a mistake. You’re making things up—”
“Am I? Like you telling me that you loved me? You did.”
Paul exhaled. “I do, Ingrid, but as a good friend. I love Nadia as my future wife, and that’s what she will become.”
I exhaled and squeezed his fingers.
She placed her hands on her hips. “Then I don’t think it would be fair for you to work on my project anymore. I’m hiring a new producer.”
“You’ve left out that you broke my confidence by breaking into my studio and stealing the footage—”
“It belongs to me—”
“No, it’s my intellectual property, as stated in our contract. I also have film of you removing my footage and equipment for the documentary. I could turn it over to the police, but I won’t.”
She glared at him. “I know you won’t because I’ll tell them your secrets. How you like to watch people have sex.”
“Go ahead,” he said. “It will only make things worse for you. No one in our circles will ever trust you again.”
Her brows knitted, and she chewed her lip.
“You will pay for the repairs and return my work. I’ll send you the bill. The contract stands.”
“You won’t release me from the contract? After what I did?” Her tone was incredulous.
Paul lifted his chin. “No. The Ludwig documentary is my work. I own the rights and the footage. Even if you use someone else, it can only be published under my production company. That’s business. Gunnar will be in touch soon.”
Laurence stepped up to Paul’s side, and Ingrid bristled. “You don’t need guards. I considered you a friend when I signed your contract. You took advantage of me, and now I’m stuck with your company. But it’ll be fine…I’ll be fine, even better, without you.”
“You will, Ingrid. We all believe that. I worked on your documentary personally because of our friendship, and you violated my trust and confidence. I will never work with you again or consider you a friend.”
She bobbed her head. “Fine. I’ll never have anything to do with you, either.”
She turned, and I called to her back, “Goodbye, Ingrid.”
“Fuck you,” she hissed and stormed out.
Laurence slammed the door behind her. “So what’s for dinner?”
“Jacque and Lulu’s,” Paul and I said together, and we both laughed and kissed.
