“A plane left an hour ago for Amsterdam, and he’s ninety percent sure Roger’s on it.”
My interest was immediately piqued. “Is that…”
“A cap for a flash drive? “Did she know we were brothers?”
Tyler simply stared back at me, playing with his drink like some fucking villain. “This place is a mess… what a fucking waste!”
“Maybe,” Chloe said. My assistant didn’t disappoint. After breaking our kiss, I kept my face close to hers, enjoying how she stared up at me with those big brown eyes. I also know Natalie well enough to know she appreciated that. It had pushed Natashya into another woman’s arms. She’s a wet blanket in bed, though. “If he leaves willingly, I’ll let him go, but Natalie stays,” I said. “Tyler’s saying you conned his grandpa into stealing his inheritance?”
“What?” I asked, sounding as incredulous as I felt.
