Page 103 of An Accidental Flatmate

“So, I get to supply the line of credit?” Raed studied his son.

“I’m asking you to support my plan. A line of credit would help, but I don’t want to add to your financial burden.”

His father rolled his eyes. “Truly, Maha did get Cas’s share of wheeling and dealing along with her own. He’s as naked as a babe in the commercial property environment.”

“Not funny,” Maha chastised their dad.

“Your exposé of Nick Richardson had some unintended consequences for him, Hunter.”

“He’s not bankrupt,” Hunter said. “I checked.”

“He was forced to let go of some of his investments, and the market opened in unexpected ways.” Raed Hariri winked.

“Which you took advantage of?” Zahra was keeping up.

“You’re better off than when Nick attacked you?” Hunter asked.

“You were distracted, leaving the way open for others to take advantage.”

“Her name’s Anna, and I’m happy to be distracted for the rest of my life.”

“That’s why you need parents who pay attention.” Raed gestured toward his wife. “We humbly offer ourselves in the role.”

“You could give me a line of credit with no negative impact on your finances?” Cas asked.

“Will someone explain to this changeling about how property markets work when done right?” Raed smiled at his wife.

“You’re not just managing?” Cas asked.

“I’m thriving.”

Cas grinned. “Then can I have a line of credit, please?”

“Yes.” His father looked proud of him.

“If we’re setting conditions, I have another.” Cas’s mother surprised them all. “You’re going to print your own designs?”

“With help.”

Maha considered him. “Mo Husic. He’s become available. Is he another partner?”

“He has. Mo will be a tenant and a supplier. He’s got the right printing equipment, and he’s ready to branch out.”

“Without meaning to put a spanner in the works”—Maha could write a business plan in her sleep—“who’s handling your brand marketing and sales?”

“I have someone in mind,” Cas confessed. “I just have to convince her to do it.”

Cas’s mother gave a wolf-whistle. In the sudden silence, she said, “What do you have to do to get the floor in this family?”

“You’ve got the floor.”

“I want a new bedroom. Everything from curtains to lampshades to bed linens. I’ve waited years for this moment.”

“You’ll be first, Mum.”

“I should get back to the kids.” Zahra hugged him. “Good work.”

“Anna’s waiting for me.” Hunter grinned.

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