Twisted Temptation
He barely glanced at his daughter before his gaze settled on Ryan.
“You’re Cole?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Keep her alive. She has a gala this Friday. No scandals, no overdoses, no paparazzi sex tapes. Understood?”
Scarlett rolled her eyes. “Nice to see you too, Daddy.”
He ignored her entirely, waving a dismissive hand. “Get her out of my office. And keep her away from that little druggie friend of hers. What’s his name—Troy?”
Scarlett felt her blood boil. “He’s not a druggie. He’s an artist.”