All Chapters of Forever Was Never The Deal: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I stared at Marshall. Something wasn't right.And I intended to find out what it was.“Carrington Atlantic,” I repeated.“Yes.”I opened the folder again. The numbers were still there. Almost double the valuation the board had proposed.I looked at him.“Why?”“Business.”I frowned.“That isn't an answer.”He raised a brow. I stared at him. He didn't look bothered. Not even slightly.“You're not very talkative, are you?”“No.”At least he was honest. I leaned back in my chair.“How did Carrington Atlantic find out about Morales Enterprises?”“Rumor.”I raised an eyebrow.“The board hasn't made anything public.”“I know.”That caught my attention.“You know?”“Yes.”“How?”He said nothing. I waited. He remained completely calm.I sighed.“This is going to be a long morning.”“Probably.”I almost smiled. At least he had a sense of humor. I looked back at the proposal.“Your company is offering almost twice what the board is asking.”“Yeah.“That's a lot of money.”“Yeah.“Do you always

The first thing I thought about when I woke up was the kiss. Not Morales Enterprises. Not Carrington Atlantic. Not Miles. Not even the fact that I had a company to save yesterday and somehow managed to save it in one day.The kiss. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. Great. I had spent the entire night thinking about it. The way William had looked at me. The way he had touched my waist. The way I hadn't moved away. And most annoyingly, the way I had wanted him to kiss me again.I groaned and pulled the blanket over my face.This was ridiculous. It was one kiss. One. A single kiss shouldn't be capable of occupying this much space in my head.I threw the blanket off and sat up.“Get yourself together, Hilary.”I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.By the time I was dressed, I had convinced myself that the kiss meant absolutely nothing.It was a moment. A stupid, emotional moment.Probably because I'd had a stressful week. That was it. Simple. Solved. Except the second I

I stared at the name on the screen for a few more seconds. How did Lisa know Christian would be there? That question bothered me more than it should have.I turned toward William.“Do you know how much I hate unanswered questions?”He looked at me.“A lot?”“Exactly.”He smiled.I picked up my laptop again.“We'll figure it out.”“Tonight?”“Yes.”He glanced at the clock.It was almost midnight.“Hilary.”“What?”“You've been investigating Lisa for hours.”“And?”“You're tired.”“I don't get tired.”He raised an eyebrow.“You're yawning.”I immediately covered my mouth.“I was not.”“You were.”“I was thinking.”“With your mouth?”I glared at him.“Do you want to help me or not?”“I am helping you.”“Then stop distracting me.”He smiled.“I haven't done anything.”“That’s the problem.”His smile widened.I narrowed my eyes.“You're enjoying this.”“A little.”I shook my head and turned back to the laptop. For the next few minutes, I tried to concentrate. I really did. But William wasn

By the time I arrived at Carrington Atlantic, I had already decided one thing. I wasn’t going to be impressed. The building was impressive, though. Annoyingly so. It stood in the middle of Las Vegas like it had been designed to remind everyone around it that money could build almost anything.Glass walls. Private security. Marble floors. People walking around with expensive suits and expressions that suggested they had never been late on a payment in their lives.I stepped out of the elevator and adjusted my blazer. My assistant had already arranged the meeting, but I still had no idea who I was meeting. That bothered me. I liked knowing who I was walking into a room with.A woman in a black suit approached me.“Mrs. Banks?”“Yes.”“I’m Victoria Hayes. Senior Director of Strategic Investments.”She offered her hand.She took it. “Thank you for coming.”“My pleasure.” Her lips curved into a professional smile as she gestured toward the conference room.“Please.”I followed her inside

I woke up the next morning with one thought in my head. Blake Carrington. Unfortunately, that thought came with another. William.I hated how similar their eyes looked. I hated the crown tattoo. I hated that William had been strangely calm every time I mentioned Blake. And most of all, I hated that my instincts were telling me there was something I wasn't seeing.I walked downstairs and found William already sitting at the kitchen island, drinking coffee and scrolling through his phone. He looked up when he heard me.“Good morning.”“Morning.”His eyes moved over me.“You look tired.”“I couldn't sleep.”“Thinking about work?”“No.”He raised an eyebrow.“Then what?”I walked over to the counter and poured myself some coffee.“Blake Carrington.”William nearly choked on his coffee. I looked at him. He coughed once before putting the cup down.“Seriously?”“What?”“You woke up thinking about another man?”I rolled my eyes.“Don't start.”“I’m just asking.”“Well, yes. I was thinking ab