Page 72 of The Next Door Billionaire's Deception

Last night, after my confrontation with Melissa, I figured there was only one thing I could do to salvage the situation – call Alex. We agreed on a meeting. Now, seeing him in my office, I’m starting to question my impulse.

“Certainly has, Alex. When did you touch down?”

“A few days ago. I wanted to see you, but I got involved in a few things that kept me busy.”

By a few things, you must mean Melissa.“Oh. Hope you’ve sorted them out.”

“Not as I’d like. I’m still working on them, though. Fingers crossed.”

“We have a lot to talk about. Where do we start, Lex?”

“Let’s start with the reason I had to fast-track my schedule so I could be in New York on time. Emerald.”

Here it comes.

“What about it?”

“How’s the takeover coming along?”

I stand, glancing past the floor-to-ceiling windows.

“As well as I’ve planned out.”

“I see. And what’s your contingency plan concerning my sister? I remember telling you I wasn’t comfortable with anything that’d put Melissa at risk over the phone.”

“Yes, you did. And as I said, I won’t let her be affected in any way. I’ve come up with some strategies that’ll let her keep her position and guarantee her safety. Also, I’ve developed a close relationship with the board, so I’m in a good position to monitor them.”

Alex tapped his glass cup. “Can’t say I’m satisfied, but I’ll take you at your word. For now, at least. That doesn’t mean I’ll just sit back, though.”

I draw in a deep breath. “Fair enough. Just don’t get in my way.”

Alex’s expression changes. His brows furrow, and he narrows his eyes at me.

“Is that a threat, Richard?”

I meet his gaze, not backing down. I can’t afford to be weak. Not now.

“It’s a warning. You’re my best friend, and that’s why I’m telling you. I have a goal already set, and anything I see as a hindrance, I’ll face head-on. Even if it’s you.”

“Oh, so you’ll meet me head-on if I’m seen as a threat, is that it?”

Yes.“I don’t see you as a threat, Lex. But please, don’t let your love for your sister drive you to extremes. That’s all I’m saying.”

“You think I’ll be blinded by that? Well, Richie, fear not. I love my sister, yes, but I also know what you’re trying to do. And I hope to God you bring those assholes down.”

Our little spat over, we both laugh and settle down for more drinks.

“Champagne?”

“Do you have to ask, Richie?”

Chuckling, I pour us each a glass.

“About my sister. Why did you lie to her?” Alex asks as I hand him his glass.

“You’ve talked to her, right?”

“A few days ago, she came to me, demanding to know the truth about you. We had a long chat that night. She was pretty upset.”

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