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He snorts. “Your assistant outside looks like she’s about to cry. She’s sitting there, muttering to herself and sniffling. What did you do to her?”
I raise an eyebrow. “Nothing. I just told her to arrange the trip to London, and not to bother me with the details. Is that too much to ask? After all, she is my assistant.”
He smiles. “It’s not what you ask for, it’showyou ask it. Did you say ‘please’?”
I purse my lips, choosing to ignore his teasing. “Why are you in my office, making a mess of my desk?” I ask, nudging his legs off the desktop.
“Dad’s asked us to come to dinner.”
I sigh, feeling the weight of another obligation added to my already overflowing schedule. Dad always relays the message through Liam because he knows Liam won’t refuse.
“When?” I ask.
“Tomorrow evening.”
“What about Lucas?”
“He’s not going to fly back from Hong Kong for a meal if that’s what you’re asking. He’s still busy closing the deal with the Shengshi Construction Group.”
“If Dad knew what he was really up to over there, he’d demand Lucas’ immediate return.”
“Which is exactly why it’s a good thing Lucas’ motivesremain in the dark.” Liam raises an eyebrow. “And you won’t be the one to enlighten our father, will you?”
“Of course not. I rather enjoy seeing Dad live in his bubble, believing Lucas is running the real estate company and not behaving like a rabbit in heat.”
“Cynicism suits you, bro,” Liam says with a smirk.
“Is Cora coming to dinner?”
“I guess so.”
“Great. I need her help with something.”
“Please, let’s not turn dinner into a business affair,” Liam insists, twirling a pen on my desk.
“I just need to discuss a few details with her before my trip. She’s familiar with Wolfson, having planned his wedding. She’ll know how to persuade him?—”
“She knows everyone. That’s Cora. But business discussions at dinner are a no-go. Got it?”
“Yes, Commander.” I salute him. “Maybe you could accompany me to London? I’ll need all the support I can muster to seal this deal.”
“And who will be left to intimidate the staff?” Liam chuckles, and I scoff.
“You’re hardly intimidating. It’s a wonder you achieve anything with all your kindness and smiles.”
“Yes, I forgot. You’d prefer a constant turnover of employees, with never-ending recruiting and retraining.”
“I was down there just last week, and no one resigned.”
He shakes his head. “And you made a fine show with the slamming of doors. I’m sure there are some who are considering leaving, which is exactly why I forbade you to go down there.”
“You can’t forbid me to go down. That’s my favorite foreplay.” I wink.
“I really didn’t need to know that,” Liam says, shaking his head. “But it’s good to know that somewhere inside you, you still have a sense of humor.” Then he smirks and leans forward. “Are you even fucking anymore? I can’t recall the last time I saw you with a woman. Has there been anyone since Georgina, or did she castrate you? Can you even get a hard-on?”
I throw a pen at him, but he dodges it. “That’s none of your business. Now go away and let me work.”
I rise from my chair, stride to the office door, and push him out. An employee nearby glances our way, and I meet his gaze, sending him scurrying off.
