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“You need to do something!”
Everly was sitting in front of me, looking fired up after having explained everything that had gone down between her and her father. I truly wished I could help.
“It isn’t so simple,” I replied.
“Then make it so!”
“Everly,” I said, trying to get her to calm down. “It is your father’s company. His money. His estates.”
“You don’t think I know?” she snapped.
“Then think it through.”
“I will not sell myself like a f*cking cow!” she retorted.
I knew she wouldn't. “I’m not asking you to,” I clarified.
“Then help me.”
“I will. I will put someone on your case,” I assured her.
“I don’t need a damn lawyer. I already got one. I need a king who can tell my father to go to the underworld, which I’m pretty sure is his destination.”
I couldn’t deny that.
