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“It is. It’s very serious. When can you meet?”
“Are you available for lunch at one o’clock?” he asked.
“I’ll make it happen. Where?”
“Gramercy Tavern,” he said.
“I’ll be there.”
“Miles, are you okay?”
“Far from it. I’ll see you at one o’clock.”
I set my phone down and sighed.
“Isla, come in here,” I shouted.
“Yes, boss?”
“I want a memo typed up and sent out telling everyone about Ben, how we wish him well, and that I am the new CEO of Bradshaw Capital.”
“I’ll get on it. So, where am I going if you’re moving offices today?”
“You’re moving desks. Tell Marissa that she’s taking your desk and you’re taking hers. She’ll report to the new president when I decide who that shall be.”
“Leaving me to be the bad guy?” Her brow arched.
“I’ve been the bad guy enough lately.” I turned my chair around and faced the city.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Miles
“You look like shit,” Levi said as I approached the booth.
“Thanks.” I slid in across from him.
“I took the liberty of ordering you a coffee, but looking at you, I think you want something stronger.”
“Coffee is fine.” I picked up the cup and brought it to my lips.
“What the fuck is going on, Miles?”
“Stella is pregnant.”
“Oh shit.” His eyes widened.
The waitress walked over and took our lunch order.
“I’ll have the smoked wagyu brisket,” I said, closing the menu.
“I’ll have the same,” Levi said. “When did this happen? Better yet, how did this happen?”
“Apparently, six weeks ago.” I shook my head. “I asked her if she had done it on purpose. Of course, she denied it and said it was an accident.”
“You weren’t using a condom?” His brow arched.
“She’s my wife and was on birth control.”
