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stride, sending him a text back saying thank you and that she hoped he’d see the light and be back soon. She seemed to think he just needed a good cooling off and he’d be back and ready to fall in line. That her veiled threat about her influence over her father would have him falling at her feet ready to do her bidding. He felt his jaw tighten. Honestly, for someone, she really was the perfect woman. Most men would welcome the occasional threesome with two hot women. If word got out he could lose his guy card, but he just couldn’t do it. After her stunt, he knew that bending to Claire, though on paper looked like a perfect partnership would mean him losing out in the end. He may bend now but in time he’d be broken.
    Nick let out a breath. But now it was time to face this perfect woman’s father.
    Bill’s secretary announced him before he walked in, and Nick instantly perked up, letting his fight or flight instinct take over. He paused, straightening his collar and putting his game face in check. He didn’t know how much Claire had told her father, if anything, so he’d have to take his cues from Bill to see how to spin things. There was no way he could tarnish Bill’s sweet little girl’s image and come out a winner.
    “Good morning, sir.”
    Bill Elliot turned around from his two-sided view of lower Manhattan and the Statue of Liberty. The sight never failed to leave Nick momentarily breathless. “How many times have I told you to call me Bill?”
    “Sorry, Bill. Just giving respect, sir. It’s a habit.”
    Bill grinned. “That’s what I like about you. None of that bullshit entitlement that you see from so many young people coming into the workforce nowadays. Come on in, Nick, and have a seat.”
    Nick walked into the modern office and took a seat at the small seating area that Bill gestured toward.
    Bill offered him coffee. “No thanks, sir,” he replied and got a look in return. Nick smiled as Bill took a seat and cleared his throat. He knew by that throat clearing it was time for business.
    “So, this file?” Nick placed it on the coffee table and flipped it open. He had a feeling that what he’d read online over breakfast would spell work for him. Sutton Industries had been a longtime client of the firm, and their fashion and textile business had been struggling for a while. Now, with Bakers and Acrons, two of the biggest retailers, lowering their profit margins, they couldn’t compete. The Sutton family wanted to close their freestanding stores and go exclusively online—something Nick understood, but didn’t know if they had the customer base to be successful.
    “Yes. That file,” Bill said.
    “I saw the news about Sutton and its new online push. Is there something else I should know? Are they looking to change their minds? Because I’m not entirely sure about the move but didn’t know they were open for talks,” Nick said.
    Bill smiled pensively. “I’m glad you are already up to speed. I knew you would be. What you should know is that the older brothers are fighting. Pierce wants to sell out entirely, while his brother wants to go exclusively online and get out of textile manufacturing, cut some lines, and focus only on the big fashion sellers mainly in the women’s market. The grandmother…well, she’s torn. She’s not quite ready to let go of the business  or  do the online deal. It’s an old company that has been leaking money, frankly. But I like Roselyn Sutton; I consider her a family friend. Her son was a good friend of mine before he passed away, and I promised her that I would look out for her best interests. I’m trusting you to study this carefully.”
    Nick nodded. He hadn’t known about the family’s personal connection to Bill. This meant he had to really get this one right. Nick racked his brain for what else he knew about Sutton Industries. “There are other siblings involved as well, right?”
    Bill nodded. “Two younger Suttons, a boy and a girl, but