Page 60 of Twisted Hearts


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“Sir?”

I scowl at the intercom. “Yes?” I mutter.

“Sorry, but you have a phone call.”

My brow furrows. “Who is it?”

“It’s Ms. Crown’s office.”

Shit. Ms. Crown as in Taylor Crown, the partner at Crown and Black who’s my personal attorney. She’s also helping with the deal with Svetlana and the whole situation of me having, you know, stolen her inheritance from Vadim.

Because—and I can’t stress this enough—fuckSvetlana.

“I’ll take it.”

I pick up, waiting for the click as Rachel transfers the call before I sigh.

“I know, I’ve owed you a call for like a week.”

“Longer than that.”

I stiffen, my eyes drawing to slits and my lips curling at the sound of the voice on the other end.

Mother.Fuck.

“You know, your secretary really ought to not take what people tell her at face value.”

It’s not Taylor. It’s fuckingher.

Svetlana laughs coldly. “Don’t you dare even think about hanging up on me.”

My jaw grinds.

“What the fuck do you want, you miserable bitch,” I snarl.

Svet makes a tsk-tsk sound.

“I want to know why our deal has stalled. Unless, of course, you’re having second thoughts. In which case, my attorney and I are happy to move forward with taking you to court foreverything—”

“You’ll get your fucking egg,” I hiss. “It needs to be authenticated and appraised before—”

“I’m well aware of that,” she fires back. “But I also don’t trust you, Gavan,” she purrs in a silky voice that makes my skin crawl. “Not after you tried to cheat me before.”

“Die in a fire that could have been prevented, you hag.”

“Careful, you little shit,” she hisses. “As I was saying,I don’t trust you. Which is why I’ve hired my own independent appraiser to come see the egg and verify everything. Then we can move forward.”

My stomach lurches.

“He’sverygood, Gavan,” she drawls on, as if we’re suddenly talking tennis instructors over white wine spritzers at her fucking country club. “Simply the best in his field. And he specializes in Russian Imperialist—”

“Is there anythingelse, Svet,” I snap coldly.

She’s silent for a moment.

“Seeing anyone?”

My eyes close. A wave of dizziness and nausea spins through my head.

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