NovelEnglishChapter 94 Chapter 94 Aden Brooklyn knocks gently on the open door to my office, leaning casually against it.
I look up, my expression changing from one of irritation to surprise.
"Brooklyn," I say, folding my hands on my desk. "What can I do for you?" "Can I cin?" she asks, tentative.
I nod, waiting as she enters the room and seats herself primly in a chair across from me.
"I just wanted to say thank you," she says, her voice soft and earnest. "For today. With my sister. That was so wonderful, to have her back in my life for a little bit." I have to work hard to keep the smile from my mouth.
But in truth, I'm surprised by the sheer pleasure I feel in hearing her gratitude.
I like it, when she comes tolike this, showing her hand. When she sits quietly before me, looking atlike that. Like she seesin a different way.
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Dammit, but it makeswant to buy her a thousand more horses or sisters or whatever it is that makes her happy.
"You're welcome," I say, leaning back in my chair as I study her. I wait for her to continue the conversation.
"Is there, um," she says, squirming a little in her seat, "anything I can do? To pay you back?" Slowly, I shake my head no. I won't ask her for anything, not now.
But I'm also not forgetting the conversation I overheard with her and Hudson in the garden.
I hope, in the end, that the payment for my kindness will be her loyalty.
And her submission.
"Okay," she says, looking awkwardly down at her hands. "Well, then. Thanks again." She stands back up and I look back at my computer, clicking through sfiles.
When I hear her a second voice, I look back up.
"Brooklyn?" Hudson asks, coming into the office. "What are you doing in here?" "Nothing," she says, shaking her head. "Your dad just...did something really nice fortoday. So I stopped in to say thanks." "Oh?" Hudson comes in farther, looking between us. To my surprise, he's frowning. What on earth does he have to be mad about? "Go on, Brooklyn," I tell her, keeping my eyes on Hudson. "Lethave a word with my son." Obediently-good, just as I like her-she heads back up the stairs towards her room.
"What did you do, Dad?" Hudson asks, standing in front of the desk, his hands in his pockets. I narrow my eyes. Since when does he think he can speak tothis way? "Why do you care?" "Because she's my fiancée," he says, his voice growing angrier. "And half the tyou treat her very badly. What, now you're buying her toyalty back?" I smirk. "Why? Are you jealous that you didn't think of it first?" "Dad," Hudson says angrily, taking a deep breath, ready to start in on me. But I beat him to it.
"I don't know what the problem is here." I stare him down, putting him in his place. "The girl's allegiance is important to us. If you're not going to stopher from dating our enemies, letting our own guys putting their hands all over her-" Hudson's mouth drops open at this, and it's clear tothat he didn't know about the Lucas situation.
I smirk, glad to see my words have found their mark.
"If you're not going to keep the girl Vhappy in our house......" I wave a casual hand in front of me, as if solution is obvious. "I'm happy to step in." Hudson snaps his mouth shut, glaring.
"Fine," Hudson grinds out. "But you back off and leave this to me." I shrug, pretending he's happy to do it.
But, ultimately, I know that Hudson will fail-it's not really in him to keep a woman happy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAnd, deep down, I am more than happy to step in.
As Hudson leaves, I puzzle once again over his behavior.
I wouldn't think that I'd have to work so hard to get Hudson to care about get Hudson Ve satisfying his fiancée. If I were in his place...
Well. I turn away from the thought, not needing to go there right now.
But it nags at me, pulling my mind away from my work.
If Hudson isn't the right man for the job, who the hell is? I instantly know what the answer to that question is: me.
I'm the one who wants Brooklyn in my back pocket.
I wanted her for the leverage she represented to Remington and m е because well. Because I wanted her.
But did I really need Hudson to play the middle man in this?
Impulsively, I get up from my chair and leave the office jogging up the stairs to Brooklyn's room.
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