Badgering My Billionaire Bully
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“Odin, perhaps when you’re done brunch you can pop over for a visit and we can chat while I wait for my parcel. Presley, I’ll see you in the lobby of the building at noon tomorrow?”
“Sounds great. Bye.”
Odin was glowering at Scarlett, “you’re friends with my mom?”
“Yes.”
Presley looked to her father, and he was watching the interchange carefully.
“Why?” Odin barked the question.
“Because she’s a great person and I like her.” Scarlett shrugged.
“You fucked her husband and got knocked up. It broke her heart, and she never dated again. She’s been alone all this time.”