Page 11 of Greek's Temporary "I Do"

‘That’s it? He didn’t say anything else to you?’

‘It wasn’t said to Helena, it was left on my—’

‘Well, we have to find him,’ Kate announced, cutting off Leo once again.

Leo’s response was a glare that would have felled many a man, but Helena’s best friend couldn’t care less.

‘Do you know where he’d go?’ Kate asked Helena.

‘Why would she know where—’ Leo tried before Helena cut him off this time.

‘He could be anywhere, but I’d imagine he’s in one of his properties. He’s probably thinking that there are too many for us to check them all. But I need him. He needs to be here,’ Helena said desperately.

‘I’ll find him, Helena. I promise,’ Kate swore, the look in her eyes telling Helena that Kate knew how much this meant to her. So much was on the line—and just because Leo had promised to cover for his twin didn’t mean that he’d actually be able to pull this off. If people found out—the press even—it would be a nightmare of unholy proportions.

‘My jet will be at your disposal,’ Leo informed them.

Kate looked at him blankly. ‘Is that supposed to impress me?’

Leo glared at her. ‘I don’t like you,’ he said boldly.

‘That’s okay, I don’t like you either,’ Kate replied, turning back to Helena. ‘If you can give me a list of his properties, I’ll take the jet and find him. I’ll go now.’

‘No. Not yet. You’re supposed to be giving a toast. If you disappear it would look like something’s wrong,’ Helena said, thinking through the rest of the reception. All she had to do was get through the next few hours and then, when she got to the villa on the Mani Peninsula that Leander had booked for their honeymoon, she could breathe, think and plan.

She had this. She would get through this and get what she needed, because she was a Hadden. She was her father’s daughter and people counted on her. Incendia counted on her. She wouldn’t let them down.

Kate nodded in understanding. ‘What about after the toasts?’ she offered and Helena agreed.

Helena desperately didn’t want Kate to go. As the only person who knew the whole truth about why she needed the money, who knew how much it had hurt to discover that someone had abused the charity that had meant so much to her in such a way, who had taken advantage of her new appointment to do so, Kate being away at a time that she most needed her would be terrible.

‘Just think of it as practice for Borneo,’ Kate replied, alluding to the fact that her best friend was finally achieving her dreams, having secured a permanent position as a vet at an orangutan sanctuary in the Southeast Asia island. Just the thought of her friend being so far away caused a pang of hurt to unfurl within her. But she pushed it aside. Kate had wanted this for so long.

‘Okay, but if you don’t find him in three days, that’s it. You’ve got too much to do before Borneo and I can’t let you mess it up.’

Kate gave her the dazzling smile that soothed her more than Helena could say. ‘It’s all done! I’m ready. Packed and everything. And don’t worry. I’ll probably find him hiding out at the first place I look.’

Leo had taken out his phone and was typing away. Both of the women looked at him expectantly—and when he looked up, he simply stared back at them blankly.

‘Do I have permission to speak now?’ he asked drily.

‘Don’t sulk,’ Kate replied. ‘It will give you wrinkles.’

Leo’s eyes flashed, but Helena cut off whatever he was about to say with a question.

‘Is the jet nearby?’

‘Yes,’ he replied, frustration clearly still simmering in his gaze. He turned to Kate, handing her a card, both reluctantly and resentfully. ‘Give this to the pilot and crew. They’ll help you with whatever you need, they’ll take you wherever you need to go. Just...be nice, okay?’

Kate flashed him a sugary smile. ‘I am nice,’ she replied sincerely. ‘To those who deserve it,’ she said, before slipping out of the cloakroom and back to the reception.

Helena didn’t bother hiding the smirk on her lips. It was nice to see someone put Leonidas Liassidis in his place for once. Especially as she couldn’t do it herself. No matter what she felt towards the man, she needed him. At least until Leander returned.

‘What did you tell her about me?’ Leo demanded.

‘Nothing but the truth,’ Helena replied tartly, before slipping past him to follow Kate back to the reception.

Leo was getting a headache. Sitting at the head of the top table next to Helena, the sunlight bouncing off starched white linen, glistening glass and pristine silverware combined with the noise from the guests made him grimace.

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