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Rebecca glanced downstairs. “They went downstairs.”

Samuel paused.

‘Was it something | said? Samuel wondered.

“Are you going to follow them?” Rebecca asked.

“What?” Samuel blinked, not quite catching on.

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“He and Mr. Mason went downstairs to talk,” Rebecca said, mostly worried they'd make too much noise and wake

up Tom, who loved . “I wonder if they'll end up fighting.”

Samuel said, “Dad’s no match for Mr. Mason.”

It was kind of embarrassing for his dad, but Samuel had to admit it.

Mr. Mason was seriously impressive.

He'd never met anyone more formidable than Mr. Mason.

Rebecca stayed quiet.

She honestly had no clue what Jeffrey could really do. In all five years they'd been married, she'd never seen him

actually have to get his hands dirty; if any problems cup, his bodyguards took care of it before he even had

to blink.

“But there's no way he'll get played,” Samuel piped up right away.

Rebecca agreed with that.

Jeffrey was way too smart for that-he’d never go up against someone at their own game, and definitely not if it

meant putting himself at a disadvantage. Not that Rebecca had ever figured out what his weaknesses were,

anyway.

Things played out just like Rebecca and Samuel thought. When Jeffrey and Mark stepped outside into the villa’s

garden, Jeffrey cut straight to the chase. “It’s obvious you can’t stand me.”

Mark answered flatly, “Yep.”

Jeffrey shot back, “So when are you handing in your resignation?”

Mark actually paused, his expression blank for a second-not expecting that.

For once, Mark's famously unreadable face betrayed a flicker of surprise.

But Mark shot back almost instantly, “Not quitting.”

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“Then you can keep that attitude for the rest of your life,” Jeffrey said, not the slightest bit worried. “Whether

Rebecca and | get back together or not, I'll always be with her.”

Mark didn’t flinch. “You can’t beat me.”

Jeffrey admitted straight up, “Yeah.”

Mark added, “And your bodyguards aren’t a challenge for me, either.”

Jeffrey nodded. “Yeah.”

Mark said coolly, “And every tyou cfor her, I'll be there to stop you.”

To Mark, going back to someone who'd hurt her was pointless. Rebecca deserved better, and he wasn’t about to

let her waste a single minute on a guy who'd already let her down.

She was hustling hard, running a business and paying him three salaries-no way was she gonna let emotional

mess up her path to success.

“Stopten times if you want,” Jeffrey said, slowly scrolling through his phone before showing Mark a picture.

“But believe me, you really don’t want to know who this is, or how they're doing now.”

Mark glanced up casually, barely interested.

But the moment he saw the photo, he just stopped cold.

For once, actual emotion showed on his robotic face-a flash of yearning, something gentle flickered in his

eyes.

Even Rebecca had never seen him like this, not to mention Tom.

“Keep Rebecca safe, and don’t go against me,” Jeffrey said as he slipped his phone away. “Whatever you want,

just nit.”

Mark just looked at him.

Jeffrey held his gaze, cool as ever.

After a long moment.

Mark nodded. “Okay.”

His reasoning was blunt. Jeffrey put Rebecca first, himself second. If he ever crossed the line and hurt Rebecca,

Mark would have no problem taking him down.

Jeffrey just nodded.

That was that.

Mark hesitated, mouth half open, but whatever he wanted to ask just wouldn't cout.

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“Once Rebecca gets the Quinn family shares, Ill tell you everything you're dying to know,” Jeffrey said-he was

never the kind of guy to make a move without having all his pieces in place. “Anything comes up, just call

me,”

Mark nodded. “Okay.”

Jeffrey suddenly thought of something. “By the way.”

Mark looked up, his face slipping back into that familiar unreadable mask.

“I already know exactly who you and Tom are, and why you showed up here,” Jeffrey said-he’d been prepared for

all of this since Rebecca texted him the address for Samuel’s birthday. “I just hope you both know what's safe to

say and what's not.”

Mark shrugged, “I always keep things in line, but Tom? He doesn’t always think before opening his mouth.”

Basically, Tom's the unpredictable one.

Go deal with Tom.

Rebecca and Samuel watched from not too far away. They couldn't hear anything, but all they saw was the two

men standing together for quite a while. No fighting, no -just calmly talking. Samuel thought to himself,

‘Guess they're just keeping it civil.”

“Con, no one’s throwing hands tonight,” Rebecca said, giving Samuel's hand an encouraging squeeze.

Relieved, Samuel nodded.

They hadn't a clue what Jeffrey and Mark talked about, but Rebecca could tell-Mark was definitely on Jeffrey’s

side now.

The reason was pretty obvious. During breakfast, Mark had deliberately seated Jeffrey right next to her. And after

Jeffrey took off, Mark actually told her, “Boss, Jeffrey's not that bad.”

Rebecca stared at him, completely baffled. “Huh?!”

“Wasn't he just preaching about never looking back at old flames?‘ Rebecca thought, confused.

“You could make him your suitor,” Mark added with a straight face, “and use him to run errands for you.”

“So in your world, being a suitor just means being your personal errand guy?” Rebecca shot back, catching the

flaw in his logic.

Mark just shrugged. “That's how | see it.”

Rebecca just blinked, lost for words.

She was just about to call him a jerk.

But then Mark added, “Honestly, if | like someone, | hope she treatslike her errand guy. That way, | get to

solve all her problems, she gets to chill, and everybody's happy. Everybody wins.”

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Rebecca Just stared at him, geminely thrown for a second

| was the first Hie Rebecca had ever heard Mark ralk about anything that wasn’t strictly business

“Do you like anyone? Rebesva couldn't help but ask.

“No.” Mark replied without missing a beat.

Rebecca blinked “Really?

Mark answered, “Really”

For Mark, like didn’t even begin to cover it. | mean, you can like food, like gaming, like chilling at home, or like

someone just because they're pretty, sound good singing, or crack you up. It just all feels way too basic.

To him, that word gets tossed around for everything-it’s too vague. When it comes to real feelings, that’s not a

label he'd ever use.

“You guys get a break this week,” Rebecca told Mark, leaving it at that. “Next Saturday night, cwithto

dinner at the Guzman family’s place. It’s going to get hectic after.”

Mark replied, “Okay.”

Over the next few days, Rebecca finally got sdowntime.

She'd already delegated all the work at the company, so she didn’t have to worry about it for now. Once the

smaller projects wrapped up next week, she'd start planning the next steps.

But instead of partying or kicking back, Rebecca spent all her free tcramming new knowledge and digging

deeper into her social scene.

If all the stuff she had to learn was a book, then before the Quinn family’s test, she'd only glanced at the table of

contents and skimmed a few chapter previews. Now, she was actually going through and filling in all the real

details.

Once she'd filled in every page, she'd finally have the whole picture.

The days slipped by before anyone noticed.

Soon enough, it was tto head over to the Guzman family’s place for dinner.

Right before Rebecca left, Amelia pulled her aside for slast-minute advice. “Those Guzman folks don’t ever

say anything nice. If things get messy and Ryan doesn’t bother to step in, just get up and leave-don’t waste your

breath trying to play nice.”

“Really?” Rebecca blinked.

“Of course,” Amelia said, giving her a bold nod. “Heck, you could even have Mark throw hands before you

bounce.”

Rebecca's nerves instantly eased, and she broke into a smile. “Alright.”

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