Amelia
“What did that son of a b***h come to say this time?” Adele asked.
We sat across from each other in a quiet restaurant near my office. It was my lunch break, and I had asked her to meet me because I needed to talk to someone before my head exploded.
“He wants me to wire him ten million,” I said, keeping my voice low.
“What the actual f**k?” Adele shouted, her eyes widening. A few people around us turned to stare.
She quickly waved a hand. “Sorry,” she muttered to them before turning back to me.
“What the actual f**k, Amelia? That’s insane. Why would he ask for that kind of money? Has he completely lost his mind?”
I sighed and rubbed my temples. I honestly didn’t know which was worse. dealing with a constantly angry Maxwell or a paranoid Declan. Lately, both of them had been o
