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“You will not win.” She glared at him.
“I already did, Daughter. Before you were born. Go home,” Randall declared, then turned his back on her and walked out the door.
Her heart slammed inside her chest. She hated him more than she thought possible to hate another human being.
“Let’s go,” Bill said. “I’ll file an injunction and get this document assessed. I don’t for a minute believe this is a legitimate signature.”
Blake wrapped his arms around her and tugged up her chin.
“Hey. It’s okay. Remember, we talked about the fact that he was likely to play dirty?”
She nodded.
“Well, this was way worse than I thought, but we will resolve this,” Blake said.
Bella nodded again and they let the security men walk them back through the luxury offices. Bella took in all the executives, employees, and glass rooms.
This place belonged to her family.
It belonged to her.
She was suddenly mad at her mother for walking away. Mad at Ward for not making her take some action to ensure her birthright was secure.
Didn’t her mom care?
Didn’t she care that her own grandfather had built this company with his own two hands, skill, and talent?
Randall Scott had received his shares through marriage, but she had far more rights than he ever would. She would do whatever it took to become the main shareholder once more.
A true Kennedy in charge.
Did the board really not want her?
And after what he’d said, would Blake still want to marry her? She’d understand if he wanted to break the contract. Randall had been aggressive and, in her mind, scary.
They walked into the elevator and Bella chewed her fingernails as Blake ranted away to the lawyers. She felt like she was in a foggy dream.
One she was startled awake from when the doors opened, and she found herself staring right into a familiar face.
“Cain?”
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“BELLA?” CAIN LOOKEDas surprised as she was, as they were all jostled around while people got in and out of the elevator.
Cain took her elbow and led her across the lobby.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, then as she went to answer, he slapped his hand on his forehead. “Oh, right? I remember reading about it. You are Randall Scott’s daughter.”
Ugh.
She fucking hated that man right now. It was one thing knowing he was an abuser and that he had never wanted her.
Now it was real.
She’d met him and he’d been cruel, dismissive, and threatening.
How was she related to him?
