Page 95 of Billionaire Unexplained: Kaleb

Her gaze had always met mine with a look of adoration that had calmed my ass down a little.

The dress was sleeveless, low-cut almost to her navel, and obviously tailormade for her body. It had a small train that had made her look like a sexy princess.

I loved the fact that she’d chosen to wear the jewelry I’d given her instead of a loaned set from a jewelry designer.

I’d spent the entire night as hard as a rock. Luckily, the pants of my tuxedo were roomy enough to hide that affliction.

Anna finally answered, “Probably as many times as I’ve told you how handsome you look in a tuxedo. Thank you for being my date tonight.”

“I wouldn’t have missed it.”

I meant that, even though it wasn’t my scene. This event had been important to her and her career. Therefore, it was important to me, and I’d wanted to be there to support her success and to see her perform.

Although, I probably could have skipped her being sick.

It killed me to see Anna that nervous and physically ill, even though she’d brushed it off like it was nothing.

“Your agent wasn’t there tonight,” I observed.

I’d met a lot of people who were associated with Anna’s career, but not Ray.

She shrugged her bare shoulders. “He wasn’t invited, and I haven’t seen him in person because you asked me not to right now. Ray is still hounding me about not signing over my finances to someone else. A lot. He wants to keep doing it. Maybe he needs the money I pay him for doing it, but he’s called me to the point of harassment. He’s always been pushy, but he’s hostile right now.”

“So, you haven’t met up with him at all?” I asked.

I had asked Anna not to see him in person, and she’d agreed that it was something she had no desire to do in the near future.

“No,” she replied. “I actually haven’t seen him in person for a long time. Not since my parents’ funeral. We usually just communicate by phone. I was actually surprised that he’d hounded me so much about my location when I was in Montana.”

“I think it’s time for you to find a new agent,” I said gruffly.

“I think you’re right, but it’s hard to let go of someone who meant so much to my parents.”

“Have you officially transferred that money?”

She nodded. “Yesterday. It was really hard to make a decision on who to use. You suggested some very good possibilities, but it’s all settled now.”

“Do you feel like you have more control of your money now?” I asked.

“Thanks to you,” she answered. “At least I know enough to understand when they’re using all those financial terms.”

Anna was an intelligent woman. She picked up on a lot of the basics of investing, even though she’d claimed to be mathematically challenged.

The abrupt sound of Anna’s cell phone ringing halted our conversation.

She pulled out her phone from her purse, and looked at the number.

“It’s the police,” she said in a puzzled voice.

I understood why she was a little confused.

It was really late. We’d attended an after party for a short time after the awards ceremony because it was being thrown by her record label.

She picked up the call immediately.

I couldn’t see her face well in the dim light of the limo, but I was pretty sure I knew exactly what was happening from the tone of her stressed out answers as the conversation went on for a long time before she finally ended the call.

I’d only caught her end of the conversation, and she hadn’t spoken nearly as much as the person on the other end of the call.

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