You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 564

Right now, the last thing Tina needed was to waste time arguing with those kids. The real priority was making sure Emerson handed over his position—peacefully, no drama.

No matter how crazy the rumors got outside, she couldn’t let the team get rattled. She had to stay calm.

“Got it.”

“I asked you to watch the shareholders. Anything unusual?”

“It’s all normal. No one’s doing anything out of the ordinary.”

Tina waved her hand, signaling she was done. “Alright, get back to work.”

When the office finally quieted down, she leaned back in her chair, her fingers tracing the edge of her desk. Her eyes softened, full of reluctant affection.

Who would’ve guessed this desk, of all things, would be the one to stick with her the longest in this office? Thirteen years. It had been thirteen whole years.

It was probably time to pack up and go.

Thirteen years fighting side by side with Emerson, and in the end, this was all it added up to.

After a long pause, Tina picked up her phone and made a call. “How’s the case coming?”

On the other end, someone covered the receiver and stepped away so no one else could hear. “We’re at the last step. Once the boss signs off, the arrest warrant goes out.”

“He hasn’t signed it yet?”

“No, he’s still away on a trip to Golden Bay. Not back yet.”

“When’s he coming back?”

“How should I know? Everyone on the case is just waiting around. But don’t worry, Ms. Klotz—he definitely won’t be back before the thirty-first.”

Tina thought for a moment. “Keep me posted. There’ll be something in it for you.”

“Of course, Ms. Klotz. Congrats in advance.”

“Thanks.”

At exactly ten a.m. on July twenty-eighth, Tina hung up.

She looked around her office, a confident, almost wicked smile playing on her lips.

What’s the point of fighting over a man, when you can take everything he owns?

The arrow landed dead center on the ‘E’ in Emerson. Patricia glanced at Jackson. “You sure know how to get people to do what you want.”

“If you’re going to sit on the throne, you better know how to use it. Otherwise, what’s the point of having a brother-in-law like him?”

Patricia pulled another arrow, notched it, and aimed. “What did Mr. Padilla say?”

“He asked if this was your idea or mine.”

“And?”

“I told him your idea is my idea, my idea is your idea—your enemies are my enemies. No point splitting hairs.”

“And then?”

Jackson pulled the lollipop from his mouth and grinned. “He told me to shut up and get lost.”

Fwwt.

The arrow went straight through the ‘O’ in Emerson’s name.

Emerson didn’t stand a chance.