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“I should have waited for you to get home,” I said. “I’m sorry.”
Noah frowned and made his way around the desk before he leaned back on it. “Now I’m concerned. What happened?”
“I’d rather discuss it when we get home.” Grabbing my school bag, I started toward the door.
“Hey—hold up, young lady,” Noah demanded.
I stopped and faced him.
“Did something happen at school? Someone hurt you?”
Someone didn’t hurt me… someone hurtyou,I wanted to say.
“I’ll tell you about it when you come home later.”
“How did you get here?”
“Ryan drove me.”
“Why was Ryan driving you?” He narrowed his eyes.
“It’s a long story.”
“I have time to listen.”
This was pointless; he wouldn’t drop it. I was about to respond when that backstabbing bastard walked into his office.
“Hey, Noah, just dropping in to relay a message: Zuckerman wants you collaborating with me on that Global Tech case.” Amir placed a folder on Noah’s desk and smiled at me as if nothing had happened. “Oh, your daughter’s here! How are you, Aria?” His enthusiasm was as fake as Vanessa’s tits.
“Don’t talk to me,” I shrewdly replied. “If you think you’ve shut me up from telling the truth about you two, think again.”
Mister Douchey-Asshole laughed and looked at us.
“I don’t know what she’s talking about. Do you, Noah?”
“Aria, what’s going on?” His blue eyes penetrated mine. “Why are you being rude?”
There was no way to keep quiet now. Amir had forced my hand. The truth had to come out.
“I caught him in bed with Vanessa about an hour ago at our house… inyourbed,” I added.
Amir snorted in disbelief. “She’s kidding, right?” He laughed. “Kids these days… doing all kinds of drugs.”
“Sweetheart,” Noah said. “That’s a serious accusation.”
“I took photos of them in bed together on my phone. When I tried to leave the house, they got physical with me—I’m talking tag-team effort. Vanessa stole my cell and burned it in the fireplace!”
“Wait—physical?” Noah looked confused.
“She was hurting me, andhehelped her.”
“Are you insane?” Amir faked his outrage.
That bastard pretended to play the victim when he damn well knew he was lying. He was so twisted in real life, which only proved he was just as sly and manipulative on the job. If I were a killer, I’d hire him as my attorney. He would have helped me lie my way out of death row.
“Ryan drove me home during lunch so I could pick up my project, when I got through the door, I heard noises upstairs. I went up and found them in your bed… having sex.”
Noah stared at me with an impassive expression, as if I were crazy.
