Chapter Six
Javvy
I stared out the window of the office, my mind in shambles as the sunshine peaked over San Jose. The phone was ringing, but I ignored it. It never stopped anyway, even when I told the airheaded receptionist to hold my calls.
“Mr. Child, you have Barry Goldstein on line one,” Amanda intoned through the intercom, but I dismissed her too. I didn’t want to deal with any of it.
“Javier, you need to deal with this,” Jake sighed. “I know it was all thrust on you but—”
“You deal with it!” I snapped, whirling back to stare at the VP with disgust. “He put you as his second in command. You deal with the mess he left behind!”
Jake seemed unfazed by my outburst and sat back leisurely, lifting an ankle to rest across his stupidly expensive Gucci pants.
“The company is yours now,
