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“What exactly can I help you with?” Julian asks.
“Lily Sloane is writing an article for your magazine, yes?”
Julian eyes him warily. “Yeah.”
“What’s it about?”
He scowls. “That’s between Lily and me.”
West bangs his fist on the desk. “What the fuck is it about, Julian?”
“I just told you, it’s between Lily and me.”
“If you like your job here…”
“If I like my job, what? Are you fucking threatening me, Mr. Archer? Otherwise, allow me to remind you that you might own this company, but I am still the editor of this magazine. As long as my name is on that issue, I will not be bullied by men who can’t handle that their girlfriend has a life that doesn’t revolve around them.”
Let me beat the shit out of him, West. Just say the fucking word.
“That’s not what this is,” he says, his tone a little calmer. “I just want to know what her article is about.”
“Ask her.”
“I’m asking you.”
“And like I already said, I’m not telling you. So, please leave. I have a magazine to run.”
I bounce on my toes, ready to tear this prick a new asshole, but West stands and shakes his head at me, leading me out of the office.
I stop just outside Barnes’s door. “What the fuck was that?”
“There are other people we can ask,” he says, keeping his tone level while his eyes tell me to drop it. “Let’s go.”
He stalks down the hallway, and I fall into step beside him, ignoring the worried glances of the staff as we pass. West stops at an office at the end of the hall and walks inside.
“Andy,” he barks.
The guy in question sits behind his desk, twiddling a paperclip, and he looks like he’s about to shit his pants. “Y-yeah?”
“You have your finger on the pulse around here, right?”
That makes Andy sit up straighter, and he puffs out his chest like a peacock. “Yeah.”
West closes the door behind us and takes two menacing steps forward. “What article is Lily Sloane working on?”
Andy swallows, his eyes darting between the two of us. “Why? What have you heard?”
Fuck. I don’t have the time or the patience for this. “That it’s about us.” I narrow my eyes. “An exposé.”
Licking his lips, he leans forward. The way his head bobs up and down reminds me of a weasel. “That’s what I heard too.”
“So she is writing about us?”
He shrugs. “Julian’s keeping it pretty close to his chest, but yeah, that’s the rumor. I mean it makes sense that he wouldn’t tell anyone if it’s about his new bosses. An article in your own magazine wouldn’t look good, would it?”
“Motherfucker,” West mutters.
“If I hear anything else, I’ll be sure to come straight to you, Mr. Archer. And if you’d like me to keep tabs on Lily for you, you know, keep a note of who she speaks to and stuff, just let me know. I’d be happy to oblige.”
