Page 48 of Born a Billionaire

She narrowed her eyes at him. “You won’t do that. I have too much dirt on you.”

One of the studio’s assistants came over with a wet washcloth and some ice. Layton grabbed it from her and wiped at his face as he took off out of the room with her and his manager on his heels.

Adelia looked over at Iris, whose lips were pressed together.

“Adelia,” she said on a laugh.

“I know, I know. I shouldn’t have done that.”

They headed out and made their way to the elevators. On the ride down to the first floor, Iris’s phone rang, and she groaned. “It’s the studio.”

“That was quick.” Adelia worried she might have caused a problem for herself, but she wasn’t sorry she’d done it.

“You go home,” Iris said. “I’ll clean up this mess.”

“I’m sorry.”

She shook her head and waved Adelia off. “He deserved what he got.”

Adelia smiled and pulled out her phone to let Andre know she was ready. Then she texted Oliver a reply to his picture.

See, I told you. You fit right in with a name like that.

She waited in the hotel lobby until she spotted Andre. The paparazzi were still waiting outside, and at the sight of Andre, they backed off enough for her to get to her car. She did hear one of them ask about Layton leaving the building with a bloody nose, and she wanted so badly to answer that, but she didn’t. He would no doubt come up with some story about how it happened for the interviews tomorrow. If he bothered to show. The producers would not be happy with her if he didn’t. But she didn’t care. All she cared about at the moment was getting to Gus’s to see Oliver.

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