Todos los capítulos de The Bill‍ionaire’​s Muse: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Meghan’s POVAdrian hadn't moved since he said it.He stood with the response sheet in his hand, reading the same line over and over. His thumb had pressed a dent into the corner of the paper."Same day," he said. "Daniel wrote that the concrete was failing, and my father ticked a box.""Adrian.""Three days, Meghan. He had three days to stop it, and he sent them back to work."I put my hand on his arm. His sleeve was damp from the night air, and the muscle underneath was locked tight."You didn't know," I said."That doesn't help." He let out a laugh with no sound in it. "I told him I was uneasy about the schedule. He said Daniel's team always asked for more time. I believed him, because I wanted to.""You were told the issues could be handled. That's what you said.""I was told what I needed to hear to sign." He looked at the signature again. "He sat across from me at dinner that week. He asked if I was sleeping."I didn't have an answer for that, so I turned back to the cabinet.Th

Meghan’s POVNobody moved. The guards waited for Naomi to give the word. Adrian waited for me. I could feel him not looking at my jacket, which was how I knew he was thinking about the phone in my pocket.Sofia was somewhere I'd made sure Naomi couldn't find. Somehow Naomi had still found a way to put her name in the room."Meghan," Adrian said quietly. "Give her the pages."I stared at him. "You said you weren't leaving without them.""I said it to her." His eyes held mine for a second longer than they needed to. "Give her the pages."I unzipped the jacket. My fingers were stiff. I pulled out the stack, the report, the response sheet, the agreement, the memo, and held it out. Naomi took it without looking at me and passed it to the nearest guard."Smart," she said."Don't talk to her," Adrian said."Walk them to the gate," Naomi told the guards. "And make sure the fence is secured before anyone else comes through it."They didn't touch us. They just stayed a step behind all the way d

Meghan’s POVAdrian didn't shrug his father's hand off. He just stood there, and I watched the words land on him one at a time."You want me to do what you did," he said."I want you to understand what's at stake." Harlan took his hand back and returned to his chair. "Sit down, both of you. I'm not going to say this twice."Adrian sat. I stayed on my feet until he looked up at me, and then I took the chair beside his."If what you found in that building becomes public, Vaughn Holdings is finished," Harlan said. "Not weakened. Finished. Our lenders will call in everything. Every project we have will be frozen while investigators go through it. The people who work for us will be out of jobs within a month, and the name on that building, the one on your door, will be a name nobody wants to be near.""Because of what you did," Adrian said."Because of what was done. By people who are not here to answer for it, in a company that cannot survive hearing it." He leaned forward. "I'm not askin

Meghan’s POVAdrian knocked on my door at six-fifteen. He was still holding his phone, and his face had gone grey, like he had been awake for hours already."What is it?""You need to see this," he said.He held out his phone and I read the headline across the top of the screen.VAUGHN HOLDINGS BURIED SAFETY WARNING BEFORE ATLAS DEATH.Underneath it was a photograph I knew. A page slightly crooked, a corner of thumb in the frame. The cover sheet of Daniel's report."That's mine," I said. "That's my picture."Adrian scrolled. There was the response sheet with its Declined box. The failed concrete tests. The agreement with the witness signatures, and Harlan's blue-pen note across the memo. All of it, in the order I'd taken it.Another headline sat below the first. FIVE DEAD IN COLLAPSE: WHAT THE COMPANY KNEW.By seven o'clock every outlet had it. Reporters were already gathering outside Vaughn Holdings, and Adrian's phone didn't stop ringing. He switched it off after the ninth call."I

Meghan’s POVI hadn't touched the bell when the door opened.A woman stood in the doorway with one hand still on the latch. She was tall and thin, with dark hair pulled back, and she looked at me for a long moment before she looked past me at the street."You came alone," she said.I knew the voice before she finished. It was the same rhythm, the same careful pauses, only without the flat metal edge."That was you on the phone.""A voice changer." She stepped back to let me in. "I'm sorry. I couldn't risk you recognizing anything.""You couldn't risk a lot of things, apparently."Something close to a smile crossed her face. "Come in, Meghan. Please."The hallway smelled of old wood and lemon polish. She led me into a small kitchen at the back and gestured to a chair at the table. A laptop sat open there, beside a thick folder and a mug gone cold."Who are you?""My name is Elise." She sat down across from me. "Elise Whitaker. Daniel was my brother. I'm the younger one."I hadn't expec