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they doubted you.”
    Morgan laughed. “That’s right.”
    Omar joined in her laughter. In his peripheral vision he spotted Roland. His smile faded and he muttered a curse.
    She frowned. “What’s wrong?”
    â€œRoland just walked in the door and he doesn’t look happy.”
    â€œAnd he’s coming this way.”
    As Morgan stated, Roland made a beeline for them.
    Roland stopped in front of Omar and waved some papers in his face. “Who the hell do you think you are? You can’t sue me.”
    Omar’s jaw tightened. “Roland, this is not the time or the place.”
    â€œThe time and place are wherever I damn well please. You won’t get away with this. When I get through with you, you won’t be able to get a contract playing Little League.” He turned his hostile gaze on Morgan and chuckled bitterly. “And this is the bitch you replaced me with.”
    Omar took a step. “You—” The blistering look Morgan turned on Omar rendered him instantly silent.
    Morgan fixed her cold, hard stare on Roland and spoke just loud enough for him to hear. “Mr. Foster, Mr. Drummond is now my client, and anything you have to say to him will go through me . You do realize that you just threatened my client in a room full of people. Let me make one thing clear. If I see or hear one libelous or slanderous statement, I will have you in front of a judge so fast you won’t have time to say bitch ! Now, is there anything else?”
    Roland looked like he was about to explode, but he didn’t say anything. Giving them one last glare, he stormed off.
    For several seconds, Omar didn’t move or breathe. The frost in her voice had him scared to even think about opening his mouth. It was the most impressive thing he’d ever seen, and his respect for her went up another notch. “Damn, girl,” he whispered in awe. When he’d first approached her about being his agent, Omar admittedly had some reservations about how she would fare in this hard-nosed business. But after witnessing how she had sliced Roland up into little pieces without ever raising her voice, he realized his concerns had been unwarranted.
    â€œAre you okay?”
    â€œI was going to ask you the same thing.”
    She gave him a faint smile. “I’m fine. I just hope Mr. Foster takes me at my word.”
    â€œSo do I.” He made a mental note to talk to Jaedon before leaving. He couldn’t afford to have any negative press impacting the center. Or his new agent. Contrary to her statement about it being her job to protect him, he had every intention of protecting her, whether she liked it or not.
    * * *
    Morgan was still simmering inside from Roland Foster’s audacity. She’d seen photos of him in the papers, but up close the short afro toupee he sported looked even worse. He had the stocky build of a boxer, but any muscles he might have had were long gone. The man had to be out of his mind to cause a scene and publicly threaten Omar. And when he’d called her that name...it had taken every fiber of her being not to knock that word right out of his mouth. But had she appeared to be in trouble for one instant, Malcolm would have come charging over. Between him and Omar, and the rest of her brothers once they got wind of it, it would have caused a scandal to rival the O. J. Simpson trial. Even as she stood talking with Bryson and a woman on the center’s board, Malcolm kept one eye on her from his position across the room. She would be willing to bet any amount of money that he’d be calling or stopping by her condo tonight to get the details. The woman’s voice pulled her back into the conversation.
    â€œHow long have you been a sports agent, Ms. Gray?”
    â€œMr. Drummond is my first client. I currently work as an attorney in my family’s company.”
    â€œImpressive. On behalf of women everywhere, I applaud you. It’s about