Page 139 of Betrayal of a Billionaire
Grant let his eyes go skyward as he cursed under his breath. “I can’t believe him. I cannot believe he did this. I knew he was going to do something crazy.”
“Well, it’s a good thing he did. Ally told me you didn’t want to see me, and I never would have known why that was without Kyle.”
Silence stretched between them for a few moments before Grant spoke again. “So, you’re coming home with us?”
“Of course, I am. We have eight months left to make sure Lydia pays for what she’s trying to do. Which is why I brought you here to talk about moving forward on that.”
He breathed another sigh, letting his chin fall toward his chest. “Thank goodness. I was really not looking forward to explaining to Sierra that you weren’t coming home.”
Julia reached for his hand and for the first time, he finally caught sight of her ring finger. His rings were on it. He had given them to Worthington. Had the man given them back?
“You got your rings back,” Grant said with a smile. “Your brother-in-law–”
“Gave them to you. I know. Kyle told me.”
He squeezed her hand as he flicked his gaze over the water. She did the same, appreciating the beauty here, and the calm before the storm they’d inevitably face once they returned to New Orleans. While she knew they needed to discuss their path forward, she gave him some time to deal with the whirlwind of revelations.
“So, with that out of the way,” Julia said after a few moments of tranquil peace, “we still need to talk…and you’re probably still not going to like it.”
Grant chuckled for a moment. “Well, without the fear of facing DG Industries–and Sierra–alone, I think I’ll be okay.”
Julia chuckled. “Until I say what occurred to me earlier when Kyle had his hand clamped over my mouth in my old bedroom.”
“He did what?!” Grant said, his voice rising.
She tugged her lips back into a wince. “Yeah, but that’s what made me realize how we can move forward with DG.”
“Sneak into Lydia’s bedroom and clamp our hands over her mouth?”
“No, as tempting as that is, I doubt it would work. We need more information. And I’m never going to get it from Lydia. It’s been months, and while she’s making things uncomfortable for me with her ridiculous requests, they’re hardly life- or company-destroying.”
“I agree, but she’s never going to give you the information you want. Which leaves us in the same position we’ve always been in.”
“Well, unless…”
“Unless what?”
Julia puckered her lips as she offered him an apologetic glance in advance of her words. “I think we need to bring Kyle into this.”
Grant arched an eyebrow, his surprise obvious. “What?”
“I know. I told you that you weren’t going to like it, but I think we need to tell him about Lydia.”
“Why?”
“Because…he can’t stop crossing lines.”
“Yeah, that’s obvious. He thought you had a restraining order against him, and he broke into someone’s house to see you. No, wait, he broke into the chief of police’s house.”
“That’s exactly what we need, though.”
“I’m sorry, I’m struggling here with this entire conversation. You’re telling me that we need to tell Kyle, the most untrustworthy person on the planet, that Lydia is behind DG?”
“I don’t think we just need to tell him…I think we need his help.”
Grant raised his eyebrows as his jaw dropped open. “You can’t be serious.”
“I am.”
