THE BILLIONAIRE’S SECOND CHANCE BETRAYAL
"So you’re on our side?"
He shook his head, smiling in that sad way. "There are no sides, June. Just interests. My bosses wanted the building gone so they could sell these instead." He nodded at the blue seeds. "Safe Magic. No human souls needed. But now, people just pay a monthly f*e."
June’s stomach twisted. "So it’s the same thing. Just a new boss."
"Exactly," he said. "But I’ve got a secret." He reached into his pocket, pulled out a handful of real, brown dirt. "The power you have, June—it can’t be copied by a machine. But it can be planted."