pics are more like someone hid cameras in your house and clicked when you walked around and got out of the shower,â Roman said through a clenched jaw.
âWhat the hell?â Carter exclaimed. âWho did it?â
âWe donât know for sure. We sent our security guy over to sweep her condo. He got them all, but we couldnât trace where the feed was going.â
âThis is getting nasty.â I shook my head in amazement.
Fredrika spoke up. âSad to say, it gets worse. Looks like Kevin is up to some new tricks. Heâs got a swimsuit distributor saying you offered to do him regularly if he got your orders out the door first. A Harry Jamison out of New York.â
âTo do him?â I shouted.
âYeah. Like sexually. Must we spell it out?â Beau winced.
âOh, for Christâs sake. I talked to him on the phone once. Once! He made a half-assed pass, I laughed it off, and we moved on. I didnât even handle his order; I sent him over to Inez in sales. I never even met this Harry guy face-to-face.â I snapped, slamming my palm down on the table.
âIsnât Jamison a notorious ass-grabber?â Yazlyn scoffed.
âAnd a loudmouth to boot. No worries, though, chère ,â Beau said gently. âWe already have three other designers that will attest to Harryâs bullshittery.â
âI like the usage of bullshittery as a noun. Was that the good news?â Carter asked.
âActually, no.â Beau continued, âThe good news is that weâve started digging into Kevinâs past and his business dealings.â
I leaned forward. âHowâs it looking?â
âNot good for our friend Kevin. Seems heâs a flagrant asshole.â
âI couldâve told you that with no special investigative skills.â I rolled my eyes.
âAs could we all, sis,â Roman added. âBut we found out he made some enemies on the way up by taking shortcuts and stepping on a lot of feet. We wonât go into details until we have all the facts, but if he wants to sling mud, looks like weâll have plenty of our own to launch.â
âOther good news: Your video statement was well-received. The more salacious aspects of Kevinâs original claims are still circling the newswires, but we havenât lost any clients yet. And sad though it may be, the nude photos have actually upped our orders,â Belle said.
âMy bare ass is glad to be of service,â I huffed.
âWe have to have a pretty good criminal or civil case for fabricating the video and the stalker-y pictures by now, right?â Jewel asked.
âWe will when we can prove that Delanceyâs behind it,â Carter said.
âSomething about this, though,â Beau pondered. âI canât put my finger on it, but it feels like more than just a jilted dude with a big ego getting some revenge.â
Belle nodded. âIt does. But anyway, Kit-Kat; itâs up to you. We can let this thing die naturally or we can go to war.â
âIf it was just him calling me a ho, I could let it go.â I shrugged.
âCould you really?â Carter quirked a brow.
âMaybe. But him coming after the design house like this, trying to muddy up all of us? The Montgomery name and whatnot? I canât let that slide.â I glanced over at Carter, who nodded in agreement. He dropped his hand to my thigh and gave an encouraging squeeze. Who knew? Carter Parks was touchy-feely and I liked it.
âThen we battle,â Beau said, rubbing his hands together.
âYou donât have to look so excited about it,â Roman scolded.
âHey, he came after one of us, besmirched the family name. This I do not forgive,â Beau said with dramatic gestures.
âIs that a Godfather impersonation, bruh? If so, it was pitiful,â Carter drawled.
âIs that your hand on my baby sisterâs thigh, bruh? If so, it is disturbing,â
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