บททั้งหมดของ Money Can't Buy Love: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

MichaelSandra leaned over her desk to get a front row seat to what was happening with Rainey and me. When I caught her eye, she jumped and sat down in her chair.Rainey didn’t mention her last pay stub, so I imagined she thought we would mail it to her. I watched her for a moment, collecting the few items of hers in the desk. An extra sweater, a pair of sunglasses, a small glass paperweight that doubled as a clock. Those were the remaining reminders of her in my office. Could I let her go that easily?She seemed polite enough. I had a sneaking suspicion she had no idea about the extra money in her account. She hadn’t seen it yet. If she had, then I’d get an earful from her at that moment. At least we could start the conversation on a professional note, not an emotional one.“Your pay stub is in my office,” I said.“Oh,” she said, finally looking at me. Her gaze flitted between my chin and nose, our eyes never quite meeting. It was like a punch to the gut. Even though I’d never admit

RaineyI didn’t let out a breath until I pushed through the doors of the building and sucked oxygen into my lungs. I no longer worked for Michael so I shouldn’t care what was going to happen to him with the police. But somewhere deep inside of me, I did care. And I hated myself for it. Was Michael in trouble? Or was he going to be okay? Other than his ties to the mob, Michael did good things for people, especially kids. I wished he would keep out of illegal activities and use his money for good. But as much as I was hiding things from him, he hid them from me as well. His little confession gave me exactly what I already knew, but what else lay under the tip of Michael’s iceberg? I knew there was a lot and I felt relieved that I had dodged that bullet.I headed toward the curb and lifted my hand to call a cab. While waiting, I glanced over and saw an idling black sedan. It could have been any car in the whole city, but I knew it was Michael’s. Constantine sat in the front seat, and I s

Michael“Did you give her the day off?”I wasn’t sure I wanted to reopen the wound, but I had no one else to talk to about Rainey. It wasn’t as if Sandra and I were the office gossips. “I had to let her go.”“How come?”“She lied to me.”“Was she stealing from you?”“No,” I said. “Nothing like that. She lied about having a kid at home.”“Was she looking for a sugar daddy?”“No,” I said. Rainey wasn’t the type. I knew that now, but only after accusing her of just that. Talking with Frederick wasn’t making me feel any better. “But if she hid something then I don’t know what else she lied about.”“Well, you don’t have time for that bullshit,” Frederick said. “I’m sure you can find another hot piece of ass at the club tonight to satisfy your needs.”“Alright, I have to go,” I said. I liked to have fun, but I wasn’t as callous about talking about it as Frederick was.He laughed on the other end. “Okay. Speak to you soon.”“Bye,” I said then hung up.I placed my cell in one of my drawers of

RaineyWere they talking about Michael and Frederick? What did they do to this guy? He was huge, more muscles than brain function, though. I’d have to warn Michael if I saw him. Then the guy continued to say vulgar things about both Michael and Frederick. His plans to harm them started to get more gruesome. Maybe instead of waiting for Michael, I could try to find him and warn him. It was the opposite of what I wanted to do tonight, but I felt an obligation to him. We were involved for a little while, and I still cared for him as a person. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to him if I could stop it.I stood up, determined to tell Frederick or Michael about these guys when I felt pressure on my arm. I glanced down and saw the leering guy holding me in place.“Take your hand off me!” I said. Over the music, my words weren’t as efficient as a threat.“You leaving so soon?” he said, his beer breath made my stomach turn. “I thought you might be interested in joining us since you were so e

Michael“No,” Demetri said. “We’re almost done here. I want the both of you to enjoy your night.”“My friend—” Rainey said.“Your friend is invited to come up here too,” I said, finishing Demetri’s thought. “We have Frederick’s room for the night.”“But let’s make sure she’s talking about the same people,” Demetri said, standing up. “I’d hate to leave you in any real danger.”I knew exactly what he wanted to do. We couldn’t have Chuck and his friends spouting off their disdain for Frederick and me in front of listening ears, especially not now when we needed to protect ourselves with the investigation into our family.Demetri crossed the room and flung open the door.Rainey stood up next to me.“Are those them?” I asked. Chuck and his friends were leaning over the railing, looking down on the dance floor. We were lucky that their VIP room was closer to the office. That’s why Rainey thought they were following her.“Yes,” she said, crossing her arms. The fire in her eyes returned, and