Page 7 of Ruthless King


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Now she knew he’d been racking up her credit card debt as well as taking out personal loans by faking her signature.

This was . . . it was ridiculous.

Mama was off traveling the country with her new boyfriend. And Jilly was left with this mess that Lowell had created.

“Do you think he goes around doing this all the time?” she asked. “To other women?”

“Yep,” Scott said, folding his arms over his massive chest. “Which is why he has to be stopped.”

“I can’t call the police.”

“Have you got any money, love?” Dan asked with concern.

“A small bit.” If she didn’t eat and didn’t cool the house, she might be able to pay some of these off. Over about five years. Maybe ten.

With a groan, she leaned over the table. “I’m doomed.”

“What about a mortgage on this place?” Dan asked. “Does your mom own it? Would she let you do that?”

“We don’t own the house.”

“I’d hate to lose you as a neighbor,” Dan said. “But perhaps you could find a cheaper place to live.”

“You could move in with me, dearie,” Mrs. Yards said.

Sasha nodded.

With a sigh, Jilly straightened. “Thanks, you guys are the best. But my family has lived here for generations, and the owners give Mama a really good rate on the house. I don’t even pay anything.”

Sort of lies.

Sort of the truth.

Sometimes she lost track of what was what.

“You might need a second job,” Sasha said, looking at Jilly pointedly. “One you can do at night so it doesn’t interfere with your other job.”

Was she suggesting that Jilly . . . that she become a stripper like Sasha? That was nuts.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m sure this will all work out,” she said, smiling.

“Damn it, Jilly.” Scott pounded his fist on the table, making her jump and her heart race.

Don’t show any fear.

He didn’t mean to scare you.

She glanced up to see that Mrs. Yards was watching her closely. If anyone had any idea of the monster her father had been, it was this woman.

“This isn’t one of your books,” Scott snapped. “There isn’t always a Happy-Ever-After. Not unless you make one.”

Everyone stared at Scott in shock.

Shoot, she was going to cry again. What was wrong with her?

Scott wasn’t wrong though.

Jilly loved to read. Books had never let her down. Sure, sometimes, she got upset over what happened to a character. But she only read romance, so there was always a happy ending.

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