Page 2 of Billionaire Unreachable: Wyatt

“Yes,” I confirmed.

I owed Kaleb for that profitable catering job he’d gotten me by recommending my services to a friend here in San Diego a few months ago. Not only had it helped my dwindling bank account, but it had introduced me to several female friends I now valued.

Being the caterer and chef for the wedding of a powerful billionaire here in California had been extremely good for business. I’d been offered several other profitable gigs I probably wouldn’t have gotten without that event on my resumé.

“So you finally met Wyatt in person,” Kaleb mused. “Did you figure out that he isn’t really an asshole?”

I had to force the smile to stay fixed in position after that question.

My aunt’s face suddenly lit up as she questioned, “Did you like him, Shelby? He’s such a nice boy.”

I tried not to visibly cringe as I thought about Tori’s oldest brother, Wyatt.

Shit! That’s the last person I want to talk about right now.

Andonlymy Aunt Millie would refer to a man like Wyatt Durand as anice boy.

My brief encounter with Wyatt at his younger brother Chase’s wedding hadn’t exactly gone well, and it had done nothing to convince me that I was wrong in my previous assumptions about the guy.

Wyatt Durandwasan arrogant jerk, but that wasn’t something I was going to tell my cousins or my aunt.

They all thought the man walked on water.

Wyatt and Kaleb had been friends since college, and the two of them were still tight even though they lived in different states.

“I didn’t exactly mingle. I wasn’t a guest,” I said jokingly. “I was the hired help at that wedding. I didn’t really talk much to the groom or his older brother.”

That wasn’t exactly a lie. The groom, Chase Montgomery, had been the man who hired me and worked out the basic menu, but the women had gotten involved in most of the details. I’d talked to them more often than I’d spoken to Chase. And my one and only discussion with his older brother hadn’t lasted for more than a few minutes.

“You got friendly with Tori, Savannah, and the rest of the Montgomery women,” Kaleb pointed out.

“They were really nice,” I said honestly. “Everyone pitched in to help pull that wedding off quickly, and I talked with all of them fairly often. We all had the chance to get to know each other a little before the wedding.”

Wyatt hadn’t helped with the wedding planning. He’d simply loaned out his extravagant waterfront mansion in Del Mar for his brother’s reception.

Yes, I’d had a private encounter with Wyatt after all the guests at the reception had left, but it was nothing I wanted to discuss with my family.

He was just as arrogant and snobby as I’d imagined he was a year ago, when he’d refused to meet me on a blind date that Kaleb had tried to set up.

Hell, he was probablyworsethan I’d envisioned back then.

It was truly a shame that a man that attractive could be such a total asshole.

However, to be entirely fair, I hadn’t exactly been nice to him, either.

“Well,” my aunt mused. “I think you should get to know Wyatt better. He’s a very eligible bachelor, and he’s been completely charming every time we’ve met. He’s also attractive, not to mention wealthy and accomplished.”

I wanted to strangle my three cousins as they all grinned.

They were probably happy and relieved that their mother was turning her matchmaking tendencies toward me instead of them for a change.

“I think it’s very unlikely that we’ll run into each other again, Aunt Millie,” I said firmly.

My aunt was a bulldog when she set her mind on something, and I didn’t want her to assume there was even a possibility that anything would ever happen between Wyatt Durand and me.

Not only did wenotlike each other, but he was also an outrageously wealthy billionaire who owned Durand Industries, the most successful luxury product and high fashion business in the world.

I was a working-class chef.

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