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Landon
Miranda’s painted-on cherry-red dress drew eyes from all directions. And it was exactly what she wanted. So, I purposefully looked away from her and searched out Jensen and Morgan in the crowd. They weren’t hard to find, standing at the front of the room with a handful of big donors. As if she could sense me watching her, Morgan nudged Jensen, and he frowned in my direction when he realized Miranda was here.
Showtime.
“Don’t engage her,” I told Heidi. I moved in front of her, so I was shielding her from Miranda.
“Landon, I am not going to sit back and let her assault you. If she’s the b***h who made me lose my job, then I’m going to give her a piece of my mind.”
Oh, Heidi. God, I love you.
“You’ll be giving her what she wants. It’d be better if you let me handle this. She
