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The billionaires looked stumped.

“Who?” asked Andrew.

“What did she look like?” asked Aaron, genuinely perplexed. “There have been no females since you’ve been gone. Not in New York, Atlanta, Chicago, or anywhere else for that matter. Nowhere.”

But I shook my head slowly. I hadn’t been hallucinating. She was real. Opening my mouth, I began slowly.

“When I came back the morning after the fight, I took the elevator up to your penthouse. And when I got to your floor, a woman was coming out. She got into the elevator with me. Tall, blonde, and real curvy.”

The alphas were genuinely perplexed.

“Are you sure?” rumbled Andrew, brow creased. “I sure as hell don’t remember anyone.”

If they were gaslighting me, then it wasn’t gonna work.

“I know what I saw,” was my firm tone. “The woman was blonde, dressed in a pink sweats with rhinestones on the back.”

Realization dawned in their eyes.

“Oh yeah, the rhinestones,” groaned Tom, rolling his eyes. “Those were tacky as shit.”

“Didn’t the rhinestones say something like “Lovergirl” or “Hello Booty”?” asked Andrew. “Superlame, that’s what fourteen year-old girls wear.”

I shook my head.

“I have no idea what was spelled out on her jumpsuit. All I know was that she came from your apartment,” I said vehemently. “And the six of you were inside.”

The billionaires nodded. But they weren’t worried at all, instead passing it off as no big deal.

“No worries, sweetheart,” rumbled Tom dismissively. “That hooch was nothing compared to you.”

“In fact, we ran her out after fifteen minutes, isn’t that right?” drawled Nick. “We got her out of there asap, as far as I can remember.

But I wasn’t going to let it go so easy.

“Listen, I don’t know anything about her. But what I do know is that you interviewed a girl the moment I disappeared. After she left, pressed my ear to the door, eavesdropping. I heard what you said. I heard you talking about her like she was … she was going to be the next stewardess.” The words choked in my throat, but I couldn’t help it. The lump in my throat was too big, making it impossible to talk.

But Nick shook his head.

“No, that’s not true,” he said forcefully. “Not true at all. Well, some of it is true. Because, you see, Helena set up an interview for us. We don’t even do these things usually. But for some reason, Helena broke from standard process, and sent this chickadee to Nick’s apartment that morning.”

“We tried to cancel,” growled Tom. “But it was too late and the girl didn’t get our texts. So we did a quick interview. What were our options? Refuse to open the door?”

I shrugged slowly.

“I’m not sure,” were my words. “It depends.”

The alphas continued, eyes fixed on my form.

“She showed up, and the minute Crystal, or whatever her name was, set foot in the door, things were all over. Actually, they were over before because we want you,” rasped Aaron. “We want only you sweetheart. But in the meantime, we had to ask her some questions to put on a show if nothing else. So we did, and she failed. End of story,” he shrugged.

My look was skeptical.

“Really?” I asked, brows raised. “You don’t have to play it down. You don’t have to pretend that Helena set you up. If you want another girl, it’s fine. It’s your prerogative, as the owners of the company. I work for Elite Air, remember? I’m just an employee, and employment is at will. You can terminate me if you want.”

The billionaires stared at me then.

“Is that really what you think?” drawled Nick.

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