Page 339 of Most Eligible Billionaire CEO

“My job here is done, Miss Salinger,” he throws over his shoulder.

I watch in shock as he slips behind the wheel of a black Ford SUV and drives off, not even bothering giving me a second glance.

I close the door and turn around, my jaw still sweeping the floor, disorienting thoughts floating in my mind.

“You’ve been served?” Alice shrieks, her eyes as wide as dinner plates.

“Apparently,” I deadpan.

“Who would sue you?” she asks.

“Beats me, but we’re about to find out.”

With shaky hands, I open the envelope, my mind racing, trying to figure out who I might’ve pissed off or wronged.

My head jerks back upon reading the first few lines.

What in the actual fuck?

My bewildered eyes drop to the next two paragraphs.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I grunt.

“Who’s suing you?” Alice asks.

I’m too shocked to answer.

My eyes scan the papers I’m holding.

Rage simmers inside my belly as I read the legal document. By the time I flip to the second page, I’m as worked up as a volcano ready to blow.

“Hillary is suing me,” I tell Alice, meeting her gaze.

“What? Why?”

“Apparently, the stupid bitch thinks I duped her.”

“That woman needs to up her medication or get her head checked,” Alice says, indignation coloring her words. “Clearly, she’s mental.”

“More like, greedy,” I correct. “I need to speak to my former stepmother,” I seethe.

“Give her hell!” Alice encourages.

“Trust me, I will,” I assure her.

I stomp to my office, cursing along the way.

I slam the door shut so hard, I’m surprised the glass doesn’t shatter. I snatch my phone from the desk and dial Hillary.

“Jules—”

“What the fuck is your problem, lady?” I bite. “Didn’t you suck enough from my father?”

“You’re just a dumb blonde, playing boss, pretending to know shit,” she spits out. “Let me school you. You know nothing about nothing. If you did, you’d understand once you’ve been served, all communication goes through our lawyers.”

With that, she hangs up in my face.

Anger ripples across my skin like a bush fire. “Fucking bitch!” I yell.

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