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The money is blood money, and I want none of it, but I’d rather burn it than give it to them. Ivy will want to donate it somewhere.
She’s too good for this family.
Always has been, always will be.
Definitely too good for Cyrus, the sadistic fuck.
But, regardless, he’s good to her.
Loves her. That man would never let anything happen to her. In my book, that makes him a better man than me because he’s capable of that kind of love.
“Spit it out, Baker,” I growl. “Who gets the money?”
The woman I assume is Payton’s sister sits up. As if she knows the answer to this question.
I watch her with narrowed eyes. If what she thinks is about to happen happens, there will be hell to pay.
Regardless of what she knows, Ivy deserves the money. It was her life that was almost sacrificed.
Mr. Baker produces a thin folder, pulls out a sheet of paper, and addresses the room, taking painstaking care to avoid looking me in the eyes. “I hereby bequeath the entirety of my estate to the one person who loved me unconditionally.”
Erin’s smile broadens.
Ivy wilts.
Mom sighs.
Cyrus scowls.
And me? I envision Dad’s murder.
Over, and over, and over.
It doesn’t help.
“You were my daughter,” Mr. Baker reads.
Erin’s face falls.
Ivy’s eyes mist.
Payton stares at the floor.
“Not by blood but by bond.”
And then Erin’s eyes gleam. A wicked gleam as I realize what is happening.
“Payton. Everything is yours.”
Chapter
Four
PAYTON
Sucker punch.
That is what it feels like.
