Billionaire's Bounty Cost Of Love And Revenge novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Marcus’s Pav

I pulled out another copy and pushed towards him, “Thankfully, I expected your irrationality, dear brother

He looked at the paper but didn’t bother touching it

“So, back to my question…”

He reclined in his chair and heaved a deep sigh. “You don’t care for my dreams, Marcus. You don’t care for my goals, my de

“I don’t,” I cut in sharply. “I can’t even pretend to.” I flicked the ballpoint pen between my forefinger and thartib. “I care for the Sterling dream. I care for the legacy my father built.”

He bent over and burst into laughter, clutching his belly, “You talk like he isn’t my father.”

“I care for my father’s hard work!” My voice had risen a notch. “I couldn’t care less about anything else. I’ve given my life, lived for this family.. “I stopped and gripped the edge of my table. My breathing was shallow as I struggled to regulate it. I was slowly losing control, almost unraveling, nearly exposing myself to my little brother, I couldn’t have him see me weak–not over.

“All you’ve ever done is try to destroy what Father, and have built,” I said, lowering my voice. “You’ve repeatedly tried to taint our impeccable image. I won’t have you treating our company like one of your pet projects. Sterling Winery is not one of your whores that you pick up, play with, and toss aside when you’re done, Sterling Wi-

by my part as a member of this family. I want to make it good again,” he declared. “I want to make it worthy of Father and the

“Sterling Winery is how I play legacy he butt

Well, that was a shocker. I wasn’t expecting a sensible answer at all, so I changed the topic. “How was your vacation?” I asked. “Did you enjoy it! I know you were posting a lot of pictures. But did you actually enjoy it, or did you want us to think you did?”

He looked enraged, “What?”

I reclined in my chair, “How’s the wife?” I quizzed. “Beautiful woman. After our last encounter, I’ve been looking forward to seeing her again. Do you think she’d like to see me?” I shrugged. “Maybe we could go to a musical together? Or could bring her over to my house, and we can play the piano to-

He shot up from his chair, flipping a couple of papers off the table, and leaned close to me, grinding out through clenched teeth, “Don’t you dare speak about her. Stay away from my wife!”

I chuckled, finding it amusing to rile up my younger brother. “I asked you to stay away from Grayson’s employees, and you didn’t listen, did you? You’ve taken Ava to your bed, haven’t you?” I searched his face for answers, but he kept a blank expression, giving nothing away. “I’m curious does your wife know you sleep with everything in 1 skirts–and pants?” I added the last bit as an afterthought. “What do you think will happen if I go to her and tell her about her brand new husband?”

He gripped the edge of the table. “I’m warning you one last time, Marcus Stay away from my wife. I’m warning you…”

I grinned; they were more words. I was only toying with him, and I enjoyed seeing him riled up. But now that I’d seen how worried it made him, I made a mental note to meet with her–maybe even make a habit of it. What would Asher be to me as a brother if I didn’t stress him out just a little?

“Calm down, Asher. One of the valuable traits of a good businessman is humility. He knows when to stay quiet, when to stay calm, when to groval for whatever he needs.”

Hechuckled dryly. “I’m never going to provel–pot for you, not for anyone,” he spat.

I gave him a long look, waiting to see if he would waver. “Good. That whole bit was crap anyway. I was just hoping to see you beg for something. It would have made my day so much brighter.”

He didn’t look too pleased with my joke I typed at my computer. “I’ve sent the contract papers to you. Carefully peruse them, there’s a clause that states you’ll forfeit the company if you don’t value it.” I looked up at him. “You may want to read that long and hard…….”

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TAY, JU

Chapter 32

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