Page 4 of Betrayal of a Billionaire
Julia slouched in her seat. “Oh, wow. I don’t like this.”
“Me either.”
“You don’t think…” She flicked her gaze to him.
“That this has to do with the photographs Lydia has? I don’t know.” He crossed his arms as he leaned back against the desk again.
The clock on the mantel chimed the hour, and Julia glanced at it. “Well, I guess we’ll find out soon enough. We’d better get going. If we’re late, we’ll be the ones Sierra kills.”
Grant grabbed his glass and downed the rest of the bourbon, letting the burn in his throat take the edge off whatever news Sierra was waiting to spring. Maybe she was starting a shoe line for Lydia’s charity, too.
He wrapped an arm around Julia’s shoulders as she stood, and they headed to the living room.
Sierra paced back and forth, the characteristic clopping of her designer shoes echoing in the large room. “Oh, good, you’re here.Finally. Even Kyle was on time.”
“What’s this about, Sierra?” Grant asked.
“Sit down, and I’ll tell you.” Sierra poked a pen at the couch as she tugged a folder closer to her chest.
Grant’s stomach flip-flopped as he wondered about the contents. They crossed to the couch and settled onto it next to Kyle. “Where’s your mother?”
“Who cares?” Sierra asked.
“I thought this was a family meeting?” Grant asked.
“Yeah. You, Julia, me. And a side order of Kyle since he kind of counts, and he’s a doctor so if anyone has any health concerns, he can handle it. Mom is not family.”
Grant furrowed his brow as he tried to figure out what announcement was coming that required a medical professional next to them as she made it.
“Kind of?” Kyle asked. “I’m your half-brother.”
“Yeah,” Sierra said. “And you’re half not my brother. Just be happy I picked the half that is.”
Grant heaved a sigh, his muscles tensing. They relaxed slightly as Julia slid a hand onto his knee. “Sierra, what is this all about?”
Sierra let her arms drop to her sides, still clutching the folder as she began to pace the floor again. “This family has been through far too much in the past year.”
“You can say that again,” Grant said, his nerves still on edge.
“Don’t interrupt.”
Grant flicked his gaze to Julia with a sigh before he waved a hand for her to proceed.
“And as such, I have taken it upon myself to rectify this situation.”
Grant’s eyebrows rose toward his hairline. “Oh? How’s that?”
Sierra whipped around to face them, waving the folder in the air. “I have planned a family vacation. We areallgoing to go on it. And we areallgoing to have a wonderful time.”
“A vacation?”
“Yes,” Sierra said with a grin as she raised her chin. “I have taken care of all the details. I rented a beautiful house. I’ve arranged everything with the staff, even the packing.
“Daddy, you are not going to work. Julia, you are not going to write. Kyle, you are not going to do crazy things.”
Her brother screwed up his face at her.
“Don’t interrupt,” she shot back before he could say anything.
