Chapter 50
Kelly’s POV
Before I could respond, Diane ran and threw her arms around him.
“Jayson…” she squealed. “I thought you were dead.”
“Dead?” Jayson raised a brow, his usual calm smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “That’s dramatic, even for you.”
Robertson stepped forward, the sound of his boots heavy against the marble floor. He stopped just inches from Jayson, staring hard.
“You were rumored shot and dead,” he said, rubbing his temple as if the whole situation was giving him a migraine. “Though we told the public you were missing.”
“Good,” Jayson replied smoothly, brushing Diane off gently. “Let them believe it. It gives us leverage.”
Robertson’s brows knitted together. “What do you mean?”
“Kane thinks I’m gone. And so does Mr. Reynolds, for now. That puts us in a pos
