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“I want you gone.” I checked my watch. “I gave you ten minutes, but you spent nine of it talking. You have less than thirty seconds to get out.”
“But—”
“Twenty-eight.”
“I—”
“I think prison orange clashes with your fake tan.”
“Please—”
“Eighteen.”
She grabbed her phone and slid it into her bra. When she reached for her keys, I shook my head, and she screeched before huffing her way out of the door.
It slammed on her way out.
“Daddy?”
A drowsy Everett peeked his head over the balcony of the staircase.
“Daddy!”
His eyes widened as he woke in an instant and sprinted his way down the stairs. He flung his arms around my waist, then tipped his head and stared at me with his matching eyes.
“Are you taking me home?! I don’t want to live with Mommy!”
“Yes.” I pressed a kiss to his forehead. “Go pack what you want now. I’ll have the rest sent to New York later. Okay?”
He nodded his head and ran off. When I turned to Waylan, he looked stricken.
“That’s my son?” His wide eyes followed Everett’s disappearing body.
“No, that’s my son.” I stepped forward.
Asher let Waylan go, and he fell to his knees.
I dropped the duffel bag with the two-hundred and fifty thousand dollars on the floor beside him and said, “There is two-hundred and fifty large in this bag. Take it and get out of my life.”
I supposed I could have sent an enforcer to take care of him, but at least he hadn’t hurt Everett. Elsa had.
Waylan didn’t stare at the bag, his eyes still trained on the spot where Everett had been as he spoke, “You’re pretty rich, huh?”
“Yes.”
“You can take care of him. Send him off to college?”
I nodded once. “If he wants to go.”
“He’ll be happy?”
“Yes.”
“Okay.”
Asher called Guilio to escort Waylan and his money home then ordered four of his guards to stay in Alabama to pack up the mansion.
I’d sell it and the car and put the money into Everett’s trust fund.
