Page 61 of My Brother's Billionaire Best Friends
I pause. “Actually,” I say, “I wanted to talk about Parker.”
The shift is subtle. Barely a flicker in her expression. But it’s there—the micro-frown, the slight lift of her brow. “I did warn you.”
“About what?”
“That girl,” she says, as if we both should have known. “She’s not one of us. She doesn’t belong in that role.”
“She’s qualified. She’s been running the event for weeks.”
“Running it,” she scoffs gently, “or improvising her way through it? Heather says her documentation is inconsistent, her budget approvals are chaotic, and she’s leaned heavily on her relationships with you boys to bypass protocol.”
“You mean she’s efficient.”
“I mean she’s dangerous. To you. To the firm.”
I sit back in my chair, letting her talk. Letting a narcissist ramble is usually the best way to make them screw up.
“I saw the conduct review,” she adds, voice almost musical. “Appalling, frankly.”
And there it is. The slip. The moment I’ve been waiting for. Because only two people in this company had access to that review before it hit the board—Heather and me. And I know damn well I didn’t forward it. So unless Heather’s psychic, she’s been leaking internal documents to my mother.
I nod, slowly. “Interesting.”
She smooths her skirt. “What?”
“Nothing.”
She frowns.
“Gavin,” she says. “This isn’t about winning. It’s about protecting what we built.”
“I didn’t build this company to be held hostage by personal vendettas.”
She blinks. “Excuse me?”
I smile. “You’ve had your fun. But you’re done here.”
She tilts her head. “What are you talking about?”
I reach into my desk drawer and slide a single sheet of paper across the desk.
She picks it up, and her expression finally shifts into something real, bypassing her filler and face lift. “What is this?”
“A resignation letter.”
“From who?”
“Heather.”
Vivian laughs once. “That’s not possible.”
“It’s signed. Effective immediately.”
She lowers the paper. Her voice sharpens. “She would have told me.”
I shrug. “Not if she wanted to keep her severance.”
Vivian’s lips thin.
