Page 129 of Billion Dollar Revenge

My eyes are fixed on the class stretching. My chest swells at the sight. How good it looks in here with a full class. I snap a few photos for socials later, as if sensing him watching. Spinning around, I see him. His eyes are on me before he slips away.

Some might think he’s too much. But after what I’ve been through, I want to feel smothered. It’s an intoxicating love I desire.

I move out back to put my bag away, check my emails, and make a coffee for Evie and me.

“Hey,” Evie says.

I hold out a coffee cup. “You angel.”

I smile. “How were the classes?”

“Amazing. Everything is so fresh.”

“Any hiccups?” I ask.

“None.”

I sigh. “That’s a relief.”

“Do you need anything before I go?” Evie asks.

I peek around and see everything is clean and tidy.

I shake my head. “No, I’m working on the website until my class starts.”

“Well, I’ll let you go. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I alter the website with next week's classes.

Twenty minutes pass, and I get the room set up. Clients begin to enter. I didn’t check the names until now. But I giggle as I see Jeremy, Nova, Summer, Oliver, Harvey, and Evan come inside.

“Why do I feel like this was a planned attack?”

“Because it was, baby. Everyone in your first class is someone we know. Gabby. Kirstie, who is Jeremy’s receptionist, Esme, who is Harvey’s, and Cora, who is Oliver’s.”

“I feel cheap,” Summer pouts.

“Why?”

“I don’t have a receptionist.”

“Hey, neither do I,” Nova calls out.

“Yeah, but Kirstie is Jeremy’s, so technically she’s yours too.”

“Hate to break it to you, but she isn’t.”

Nova shakes her head. “Listen, I wouldn't say no.”

“See. I need a rich guy with a receptionist.”

My eyes cast to Harvey and Oliver. Something is up with Harvey, but Oliver is single.

“Don’t you dare,” Summer spits under her breath.

“What?”

Her eyes narrow, but her lips are tipped up. “No chance. He’s not my type.”

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