A Millionaire, His Suit And Poor Me – Part 47
“The cat doesn’t need a four-story tower to climb,” Liam pointed out, annoyed, arms crossed over his chest. “He’ll be just fine with a bed.”
“Yes, she needs it. Like she needs that adorable pink tutu and the cat headband. And she needs the best kind of food. I don’t remember asking your opinion, However.”
“I didn’t even want to come here with you.”
, you wouldn’t have to be my personal driver. Now shut up and take the box, it looks heavy.”
but Jace wasn’t there to stop me, so they ended up in the cart.
nally,” Liam grumbled from behind me. “It’s already taken up enough of our time.”
unter. “It wouldn’t have taken this long if you hadn’t insisted on arguing over every single thing I chose. It was pointless, really.”
”
You are s
ng my credit card, “I’d rather be crazy and understand fashi
w. “Ready ?”
ounter and walked outside, where Liam’s little car was
going with Henris? He left in a bit of a hurry last night. Are you okay?”
umbled. “We’re doing great. Just busy. He’s busy. Henris is busy. Henris the worker.”
lk to him,
t very good at giving advice.
vegetables or something. And don’t even think about mentioning that Louis is going to help me, because God knows I’m not going to do an impromptu monologue for Henris.” “
to him?”
hid the phone from him and typed a short message.
eve, 1:21 – Is everything okay?x
re was no response until we got to the parking spot in front of my apartment, so I put
o was knitting something that looked like a pair of socks.
I was sick. It was like a
ents for
’s worth a shot,” I insulted him, rolling off the couch and crawl
ictoria?”
smiled at her, petting 2 Chainz, who was purring quietly in her lap. “Alice, maybe Sophia. I’m sure I could pay one of them to cook up some shit.”
light protest, which I could see forming behind his half-closed eyes and parted lips, the door opened and Louis announced his presence with a loud “Honey, I’m home! He then rushed into the
d him, crossing the floor to place him next to
forehead. boyfriend to see if he had it
before the final deadline.” can have more tea, please
st, the green,
bagel.
said I had to make you my famous soup?”
e that effort! I’m doing really well. Probably a bad hangover. Thank
about getting better at going to dinner
it felt like ev
ers in the apartment didn’t like
ects, boredom was extreme in my neck of the woods.
ined, leaning on t
g with 2 Chainz.”
it.” rolling
or retirement. Or finally get your health insurance
ot cup of tea in his hand and a smile on his face.
making something with unrecognizable vegetables. And obviously I
couch next to my mother, who was knitting something that looked like a pair of socks.
t a deep, deafening
ither,” I huffed, cutting the carrots, “It’s physically
. I heard the clank of my mother’s irons hitting the ground, and I was already running towards the sound wh
frantic, “Jace,
coffee.
ough now I found myself sitting at the meeting table with a large cup of coffee that reminded me of
ne exception I would also enjoy c
c Carter. Next to him was his stupid blonde trophy wife who looked like she was going to stab him or f**k me at any moment. Claire looked at me like that the whole time, I didn’t know if it was because of t
lso. With a bit of annoyance at the whole situation, I threw the papers on the table. “That’s bullshit. Why would he withdraw his investment
“It’s like he did it just with
and then suddenly he withdrew. “He may have found some
tee, Paul, agreed. “The only possibility is that the fall in stocks got him a little scared, and that someone o
leaned back in my chair, legs crossed at ankle height. “It doesn’t matter. For now, what matte
dy know that?”
we
d not break it into small pieces pressing hard on the button
uctions that this meeting would not be interrupte
e.”
red the only other rule was to always forward Noras’s calls to me. “Good. Pass it on. And
es, s