Page 5 of My Good Luck Charm

“Right. Why am I here Spencer?”

“Your going to want to sit down for this.” Now I’m really worried.

“I’d rather not... just tell me what did she do?” I ask with a strong tone.

“Jenny sold you to me.” I take a step back.

“I'm sorry she what?” she asked, shock written all over her face.

“Jenny sold you to me so she can get out of the business.” My hands curl into fists.

“I know my mother is a selfish bitch but this is unfucking believable.”

“I know. She had ideas to get out of the business one was to pay me off to let her go.”

“With what fucking money?”

“How do you think?”

“She was going to sell me to someone else. Wow this is unbelievable. So you just let her go?” I ask irritated.

“Yes and no, I have someone watching her and if she does something I don't like I'll handle it.”

“Handle it how?”

“I don't know I'll let you pick her punishment.”

“So I'm your prisoner now?” This is just fucking great.

“I don't think of you as my prisoner, you are back home where you belong. I already told your landlord that you will be moving out, I already have guys packing your stuff to bring it here. I do have rules though, I don't want you leaving the house and your not working at that bakery any more.”

“Spencer you can't do that. The bakery is the only place I like to be it's the only thing that my mother wasn't able to take away from me and I don't care who you are, I won't let you take it away from me either,” I yell.

“Calm down Thea. You always wanted your own bakery and you have it I was just waiting for you to come back home to tell you.” I look up at him with shock.

“What are you talking about?”

“You have your own bakery, dad and I was working on it for awhile, but you left before I could tell you about it.”

“And who's fault was it for the reason I left in the first fucking place.” I cross my arms over my chest.

“Don't go there Thea, you left us on your own.”

“Because of you, it's your fucking fault I left in the damn first place.” I storm out of his office and head straight for my room. I grab the closest thing near me and throw it at the wall. The door opens and Jasper walks in with a worried face.

“Is it safe to come in?” he asks.

“Yeah it's safe for you Jasper.”

“Not happy to be home.”

“It would be better if I had a damn choice in the fucking matter, but no my mother sold me to Spencer fucking Jerome the Mafia boss.”

“Don't you think it's better to be sold to Spencer than to some stranger who would do god knows what to you?”

“Yes I do, but did you forget I left home and not on good terms either.”

“No I remember plus you yelled very loudly everyone heard it. Spencer misses you.”

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