Violet
It took me a minute to figure out whom he was referring to. He had called only one person a bastard with such a distasteful voice.
Elijah.
“None of your business.”
It seemed that he wanted to talk more, but I heard Nicole’s voice from the other end.
“Nate, where the hell did you keep my Chanel bag? It was right here!”
“Coming, babe!” Nate shouted and warned me.
“Sort out the mess if you don't want me to forward that video to Dane.”
No way was I stepping into the pack again.
“Tell me what you want, and I will give you all the information right away.”
Nate sounded surprised by those words.
“You can’t. There are hundreds of things that need to be reworked and missing files, pending progress reports…”
He began, but I cut him off.
“The tax treaties are saved in my desk compu
