Governor’s son. Her heartbeat picked up, and she moved to the edge of her seat with wide eyes, trying to get a better look.
“I thought this place didn’t have offices?” Jessica asked.
“That’s the only one. Val only uses it for important meetings and interviews. I’ve been researching this place for months. This is my second interview.” The blonde offered her hand. “I’m Sue.”
Jessica took it. “Ashley.”
“Is this your second interview too?”
“First.” Jessica moved her gaze back to the office, nearly tumbling from her chair when Val came into view. Whatever discussion the men were entrenched in was keeping them in constant motion, pacing, each appearing to be in the middle of a screaming rant whenever they came into view.
From her partially obstructed vantage point, Jessica could see that Val was looking sharp in a black suit, a far cry from the t-shirt and beanie he’d been rocking the night before. The gelled style he’d put his hair into came undone as he screamed something. His skin went beet red, and he jabbed his finger at someone she couldn’t see, looking homicidal.
“That’s Reggie King in there,” Sue said. “Odds are good he’s going to acquire Novsky. Looks like Val’s not going down without a fight. I guess we get to watch the drama unfold together.”
***
Reggie King grinned across the boardroom table with his hands in his pockets. Even as four pairs of eyes spat venom, assaulting him from every corner of the office, Reggie’s placid smile remained.
“You can sell Novsky to me now,” Reggie said. “And still have a hand in the daily operation of your beloved family company, or I can simply acquire it slowly, piece by agonizing piece, until Zillow has swallowed it whole. The former might sting at first, but it’s nothing that won’t heal over time.” Reggie’s dark brown eyes zeroed in on Val, who was leaning against the end of the boardroom table with his head lowered. Leo gazed out of the only window of the office, jaw so stiff it was a wonder it didn’t shatter. Gary paced a short line, back and forth. Roman was the only brother sitting down, leaning back in his chair with a hand over his lips, hiding a scowl. Reggie shrugged again. “As Zillow’s founder and CEO, I understand how much Novsky means to all of you, and I understand that if you let this cock fight get to the point of a creeping acquisition, it’ll be kind of like… losing a limb.” Reggie waited for Val to raise his heated eyes, and his smile grew. “One limb after the other, until you’re utterly crippled from head to toe. It’ll be slow. Painful. Inevitable. It doesn’t have to happen that way, Val.”
It was Val’s turn to smile, but it barely reached his eyes before it crumbled, vanishing altogether as he looked away.
Gary charged toward Reggie, teeth bared.
Reggie stepped back, heartbeat picking up speed as he lifted his chin.
“After everything we’ve done for you,” Gary said. “This is what you do to us?”
“This isn’t personal.” Reggie’s voice lowered. He licked his dry lips. “This is business.”
“Fuck you.”
Reggie’s smile grew. “Okay.”
“All our family has ever done is look out for you, you son of a bitch. And this is how you repay us? Huh?” Gary stabbed a trembling finger into the table. “Everything we did for you… And you have the stomach to take the coins out of our pocket? Out of our mother’s pocket? The woman who used to ice your swollen jaw, your black eyes, and your busted lips when that animal went to town on your face?”
“Gary.” Roman leaned forward in his seat, trying to catch his younger brother’s gaze. He fell back with a sigh, re-covering his mouth when Gary didn’t even acknowledge him.
Gary’s body shook from head to toe, redness splashing across his eyes. “You’ll take from the woman who laid your head in her lap, like
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