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She made a face of disgust. “I don’t resent your wealth, Kade. And I don’t doubt you work hard. But I know you’ve never done work in which your entire life depended on it. Something goes wrong in your life, it’s no big deal. You have your fat bank account or daddy’s money to keep you from losing your home and going hungry. The rest of the world…most of the world doesn’t have a billion dollar trust fund to fall back on if something goes wrong. So no, I don’t think you really know what it’s like to work like your life depends on it.”
She turned back as the elevator door opened. She stepped in, and I nearly got in with her.She held a hand up to stop me.
“I’m doing this my way now. If I fail, it’s on me. But I’m not going to fail because of you or John.” The doors closed.
“Wow.”
I closed my eyes as I heard Alex’s voice behind me.
“That was some speech. An accurate one too, if you ask me,” she said.
I turned to her. “I was going to fire him. You know that, right?”
She nodded.
“Why did you let her in my office?” I had to blame someone for this shitshow. Why not Alex?
Her eyes narrowed at me. “Let’s see… I don’t work for you. Or maybe it was because I was trying ply Ben with coffee.” She stalked off.
I blew out a breath, deciding I’d apologize later.
I started toward my office when I saw Chase and Ash appear from Chase’s office. Fuck.
“Have you been telling us everything that’s going on with this project?” Chase asked.
“Yes.” I blew out a breath. “This all just came up this morning.”
“She’s right in that the place is hers. You can’t take it from her.”
“What the fuck, Ash? I don’t want to take it. I was going to fire him. I didn’t have the chance before she stormed in.” Speaking of him, where had John gone?
“Why did he need firing?” Chase asked.
“He was undermining her authority, and manipulating her and me to try to get the restaurant and run it as a Raven Industry establishment.”
“Fucker,” Ash said.
I agreed.
“Any chance he can turn this around against us?” Chase asked.
I shrugged. “I don’t know. She has a personal situation that he might be a part of.”
Ash’s brows lifted and I wondered if he’d considered that John could be the father of Morgan’s baby.
“What sort of personal situation?” Chase asked.
“I think we need to wait and see what he does,” Ash said.
Chase looked at him. “I’d rather know what we might be faced with.”
“We’re not in the business of getting into people’s private lives,” Ash argued.
“We are if it can hurt the company.”
“Let me talk to her, first,” I said. “I need to find her a new G.M. anyway.” I went back to my office, needing a moment to regroup. John had disappeared and I had to hope to fuck he didn’t do anything stupid. I might have to hire him in another restaurant just to keep him quiet and leave Morgan alone. That irked me. Maybe I could have Ash take him in one of the clubs instead. Or better yet, send him to Bucharest to manage the restaurant there.
As I sat in a daze at my desk, I began to wonder if John really could be the father of her baby. She didn’t act like he was. He didn’t say anything, but then maybe she hadn’t told him. I wondered if she was keeping it to herself because she’d finally figured out his nefarious plan and didn’t want to have to raise a child with him. I couldn’t blame her. As much as I thought men should know about any babies they may have created, John didn’t seem like good father material.
Was I? I hoped so. While I’d hit another speed bump in this crazy relationship with her — hell, I think I’d actually driven off the road — I still wanted her. I wanted to help her with her child. She was right that I didn’t know what it was like to have to work in order to just get by. What I knew was that money could solve a lot of problems. I was willing to share my money to help solve hers so that she didn’t have to feel so desperate or work herself ragged.
“Your dad called and wants your thoughts on the Bucharest thing by tonight,” Alex said, poking her head in my door.
“Tonight? What the fuck. I only just got them.”
She shrugged. “I’m just the messenger.”
I waved her away and opened up the docs on my father’s project. I couldn’t deal with Morgan right now, but maybe that was a good thing. Maybe giving her a day or two to run the restaurant on her own would calm her down enough that I could talk to her. Maybe.
