Page 44 of Bossy Romance


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I know my sister. She only shows up when she wants something, and that something is never good. The amount of times mom had to bail her out of jail is unthinkable. Even at the end, when our mother got sick, Lyra was still making trouble.

The death certificate says one thing, but I know mom died of a broken heart.

Adam, clueless as he is, gives Lyra a welcoming smile. “Did you come to see Nova?”

“Yeah. I asked her for a job the other day and she said she’d look into it, but she never got back to me.”

“Lyra,” I hiss, my heart slamming against my ribs.

“A job?” Adam fastens me with a quizzical look. “Of course we’d have a job here at Vision Tech for you.”

I feel the blood rushing out of my face and going straight to my toes.

For someone who claims to know me so well, Adam is being intentionally obtuse right now.

“No, we don’t,” I snap. Turning to face him, I try to beam ‘stay out of this’ from my eyes.

Adam’s eyebrows pull tight.

I suck in a deep breath because I don’t want to unleash my irrational side in front of him or Rowan. The little boy has been through a lot today and the last thing he needs is to witness me fighting with my sister.

Lyra turns to the eleven-year-old. A curious gleam in her eye, she bends over until her breasts are practically dangling out of her shirt. “Who do we have here?”

I step in front of Lyra to cut her out of Rowan’s sight. “None of your business. Get out, Lyra.”

“Nova…” Adam sounds astonished.

“I’ll see my sister to the front door and then I’ll ask Steve to take you guys home. Please be prepared to leave, Mr. Harrison.”

Adam’s shock is palpable, but I don’t give him time to correct me. Grabbing my sister by the arm again, I drag her away. Lyra fights me, squirming like a fish out of water, but I’m desperate to kick her out and she’s unable to shake my grip.

We turn the bend and my eyes widen when I see all the employees flooding the hallway. Some of them are moving fast while others are walking slowly, huddled in groups with their heads pushed together.

“Miss Delaney.”

“Do you know what happened?”

“Was anyone hurt?”

The questions come barreling at me like bullets.

I drop Lyra’s arm and try to keep my voice level. “Uh…” I blink rapidly. It’s hard to swallow right now, much less think. “We’ll make an official announcement later. But no one was hurt.”

Sighs of relief break out in the crowd.

As the news dissipates, I notice people giving Lyra weird looks. She stands out… and not in a good way.

Who is she?

Why is she with Miss Delaney?

What’s going on?

No one speaks aloud, but the questions are practically popping on their tongues.

“If you’ll excuse me.” I gesture for them to make a path.

They step back and allow us to walk past.

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