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The Billionaire's Dangerous Redemption (by Claire Winters) novel Chapter 42

42 Crossing a Line

My phone rang again just as I finished my morning coffee Alistair’s name flashed across the screen for the second time today. I let it ring three times before answering.

What now?I asked, keeping my tone bored and disinterested.

We need to talk about my father. His voice was tight, controlled anger vibrating through each syllable.

I wasn’t aware we needed to talk about anything.

He’s facing serious legal charges because of you. The accusation hung heavy between

PUS.

1 laughed without humor. Because of me? That’s rich. Your fatherinlaw got himself arrested by hiring a prostitute and causing a scene in a fivestar hotel.

You set him up.

I merely provided the opportunity. He made the choice to fall straight into it.

Silence stretched between us before Alistair spoke again, his voice lower.

This could ruin everything we’ve built.

You mean everything *I* built while you chased after my dying stepsister?1 corrected him sharply. The designs are mine. The vision is mine. You’re just the money, Alistair. And apparently, that’s running out too.

Icould practically hear him grinding his teeth. You have no idea what you’re doing

I know exactly what I’m doing. I’m watching everyone who betrayed me get exactly what they deserve

And what about you, Hazel? What do you deserve after all this?

The question caught me off guard. For a brief moment, I pictured my mother’s jade braceletthe only thing I truly wanted back

1 deserve everything I’m taking answered coldly

Alistair’s tone shifted suddenly Look, I know things are difficult for you right now I heard about your financid situation

My blood ran cold, What are you talking about?

The loan you’re trying to secure. The investors who backed out

Who told you that?I demanded, gripping the phone tighter

It doesn’t matter. What matters is I can help you.

Help me? After everything he’d done? Anger bubbled up inside me.

I don’t need your help.

Don’t be stubborn, Hazel. This is business. I can arrange-

One hundred million dollars,” I cut him off. That’s my price for considering your help.

He sputtered. What? That’s absurd!

Is it? I thought you were offering to help. Guess your concern only extends so far.” I hung up before he could respond, satisfaction warming my chest.

Ten minutes later, my phone rang again. This time it was Vera.

Have you lost your damn mind?she hissed without greeting.

Good morning to you too. I replied, frowning at her tone.

Alistair just called Grandma Rose!

My blood turned to ice. He did what?

He called our grandmother! Said you were in financial trouble and too proud to ask for help. Grandma’s beside herself, Hazel! She’s talking about selling her house!

I gripped the counter until my knuckles turned white. Put her on the phone

She’s lying down. Her blood pressure spiked so high i had to give her medication

That bastard, I whispered. Tll call you back.

1 ended the call and immediately dialed Alistair’s number, trembling with rage. He answered on the first ring

Hazel-

How DARF you call my grandmother? Eshouted, not caring who heard me. She’s eightyseven years old with a heart condition!

I was trying to help-

By scaring an elderly woman half to death? By invading my family’s privacy? That’s crossing a line, even for you!

You wouldn’t listen to reason,he argued. “Someone needed to know how stubborn you’re being.

My finances are none of your business!I was pacing now, unable to contain my fury. My family is offlimits, do you understand? OFF. LIMITS.

Hazel, please

No. We’re done talking. Be at the lawyer’s office tomorrow at nine for the divorce papers. If you bail again, I swear I’ll sue you for harassment.

The line went quiet. When he finally spoke, his voice was softer.

*know about the bracelet

froze midstep.

What?

Your mother’s jade bracelet. I know that’s why you need the money.

I swallowed hard. How do you know about that?

3 know more than you think I want to help you get it back

By calling my grandmother? By making her worry herself into a strok

* mistake. I’m sorry? He actually sounded sincere. But the offer stands Let me help you!

Sistings Live

With one hundred million dollars? I scoffed.

I can’t get that kind of cash; he admitted. Not right now, at least.

Then we have nothing to discuss.

There are other ways, Hazel. We could work together. Plan something.

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