Page 116 of Dream Mates
Katie sighed. “True. What last name are you using? Please tell me it’s Grace’s.”
I frowned. Did I tell her?
“I promise that I won’t tell. Youcantrust me. What do I have to do to prove it to you?” she pleaded.
All sorts of ideas ran through my head. But I wasn't about to ask her to sabotage our mother. Our family.
“Spencer’s.”
She laughed. “That is amazing. She’ll be pissed. But at that same time, she really can’t be, because who wouldn’t?”
“Why are you here?” I asked.
Anxiousness crossed her face. “Do you remember the lawyer from the firm I interned at, the one that took your case against the car company?”
“Of course.” I ran into him from time to time. He was a good lawyer and sometimes I sent him business.
“He and a couple of others are forming their own firm and asked me to be part of it. I’m tired of working for the family. I like doing transactional documents, but I never wanted to be a corporate lawyer. It’s why I interned with the types of firms I did in law school. With this new firm, I’d get a chance to actually help people.” Her look went earnest.
“You’re leaving the Morris Company?” That surprised me.
She nodded. “It’s time. I actually admire the fact that you’ve been brave enough to be on your own from the very beginning.”
“After the accident, Mother neverallowedme to work for the family. Not that I wanted to.” Which my brothers resented me for. Why wouldn’t I want to work for the family?
“Dadallowedyou to not work for the family,” Katie countered. “Dad’s in your corner as much as he can be. He’s proudthat you have such a thriving international business, and a great pack. I know you think Mom makes you come to things for punishment, which, well, she sort of does, but Dadlikes having you at things so he can show you off. He’s proud of you.”
I frowned. “He has a funny way of showing it.”
With his teasing and jokes. Calling meSport.
“He always has, and he’s not going to change. But that is him showing it. So…” Her spruce scent grew sour with anxiety. “Will you back me? Because if she’s at war with you and grouchy at not being able to close that building for her new project,andI leave?” She whistled. “It’s shit timing, but I can’t missanotheropportunity simply because my leaving doesn’t work for her schedule.”
It hit me. “She’s been stringing you along.”
This whole time I thought Katielikedworking for the family.
“She has. While I have no issue helping with the foundation legal stuff, my job with the business was supposed to be temporary.Also, I found out recently that she’s been sabotaging me so I can’t leave.” Katie rolled her eyes. “I can still be a part of this family and do my own thing.”
That wasn’t how it worked. But she didn’t want to hear that right now.
“I’m proud of you for wanting to strike out on your own,” I told her, meaning it. While I didn’t like it when Katie was forced to be our lawyer, she was a good lawyer.
My twin beamed. “You are? So, we’ll back each other? Twin power?”
Katie held out her pinky.
I linked my pinky with hers. “Twin power.”
“Good.” She looked relieved. “Now to give my notice. I was all set to do it this morning, only to find her riled up about youand this whole thing with the State Street project.” Katie’s eyes sparkled. “I told her not to lowball them or use fear, because that’s not going to work on this seller.”
There was something about the way she said it, the curve of her lips.
“Are you giving me a tip?” I asked.
“Who me?” She feigned innocence. “It would be such a pity if someone met the price and bought such a key property before she worked things out. It could ruin the entire State Street project.”
Huh.
