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I want to tell her she can do that tomorrow, after she’s rested, but I keep my mouth shut.
Adeline heads into the kitchen ahead of Sabrina who gives me a look that can only be interpreted as sexy.
I leave them to it and go into my office.
I’ve been in there working for an hour and a half when Hudson calls.
“Have you seen?” he asks.
I lean back in my chair. “Seen what?”
“Check your messages. I just sent you a link.”
I open my messages and find his. The link takes me to aNew York Timesarticle detailing the drop in my company’s share price this week. It mentions sensitive information regarding the work Paulina is doing for me and the reason for that. Information that hasn’t been made public. It also touches on my marriage and Adeline’s plummeting share price.
“Who the fuck gave her this information?”
“Gabriel’s looking into it.” He pauses before saying what I already know. “This isn’t good, brother.”
He’s right. It’ll likely stir investor concern.
“I’ll make some calls. Put their fears to rest.” I rake my fingers through my hair. “Tell Gabriel to work fast. Whoever did this needs to fucking go.”
After our call, I’m angry enough that I know I won’t sleep unless I work some of this anger out of my system, so I change into my gym clothes and head into my gym. Adeline isn’t in the bedroom, which tells me she’s still with Sabrina.
I work out for just over an hour, and when I walk into the kitchen afterward to get a drink, I run into Sabrina.
“Oh, hello there,” she says, her eyes all over me, her voice far too sexy to use with the man she thinks of as her brother-in-law. Moving toward me, she takes a sip of the wine she’s holding. “Is this a thing for you?”
I pour myself a glass of water. “Is what a thing for me?”
She motions her hand up and down at my body. “Getting all hot and sweaty at midnight.”
This conversation is pointless, so I don’t bother answering her. “Where’s your sister?”
She moves into my space and trails her long, clawlike fingernails down my chest. “We don’t need her.”
My first instinct is to remove her hand from my body and tell her to get the fuck out of my penthouse. My second is to consider Adeline in this decision. It’s an odd fucking occurrence that I even have a second instinct because that’s not how I normally function.
I remove her hand. “Why are you here, Sabrina?”
Doubt flashes in her eyes. That, and the way her body also loses some confidence, leads me to believe she’s not used to being told no from men. “I’m here to spend time with Adeline for Christmas.”
“How much cash do you need?”
Now, anger flares across her face. “I don’t need anything.”
“I don’t believe you. Tell me, do you ever plan to stop bleeding money from your sister? Or is that just your job now?”
Her lip pulls up in a sneer. “Fuck you. You know nothing about me.”
“I know you’re always asking Adeline for money.”
“Well, she has it and I don’t.”
“Plenty of people don’t have it. Those people get their asses to work. They don’t sponge off their family for life.”
“You don’t get to come into our family and tell us how to live. You’re only married to Adeline, not me and Mom.”
