Chapter86

I folded my arms. "I know. And?" She stared at me for a while. "I don't really have the money to pay the employees and the workers of our industries." "What has that got to do with me?" "I already got money from Ace, it didn't help me." I raised a brow. "So you need my help or what?" "Yes. With your modeling career. You have enough money in your account–" I stared at her. "How much do you want?" "At least a million dollars." I had more than a million dollars. But sorry mom, you would have to pay for your wrongs. "I've not received my pay yet," I lied. "So you don't have–" "No, I don't have a million. If you need it so badly, wait till the end of the month." That would make her panic. We were just starting a new month. She wouldn't wait till the end of the month, forcing her to sell the company. "The end of the month??" "Yes, ma. It's that or none" She looked at me. She was clearly frustrated. "Okay, dear. I'll try and wait. But I'll try asking Sawyer too. Please, call her as you leave." Ha! Sawyer? "Alright." I stood up and left the office. Sawyer's POV: I made my way to my mother's office. She'd sent for me. I wondered why. I knocked and entered the office. She asked me to take a seat. "What's up?" "You know about my financial situation." "Yup. A lot have quit." "Exactly. I need to try and save this company. You're my last hope." I raised a brow. "What? What exactly do you need ma?" "I need a million dollars." My brows shot up. "Ha! Are you kidding me??" Was she fucking serious? "Sawyer, I'm serious." I laughed. "So? Did I ask you to manage late uncle Paul's company? I can lend you some money but a million? Hell no." She frowned. "Then what can you give?" "If I even give you two hundred thousand dollars, then I'll be very charitable!" Christina's POV: Sawyer was a solid mess. I knew she had always been a selfish dumbass. I'd prepared for this reaction from her. "I need more than that for this company." "Sorry, ma. No way am I giving you a damned million." I was gonna use the hard method then. "Really?" "Yes." "Sawyer, let me tell you something. I made you just like I can destroy you. I have power and don't forget that. You wanna act like a bitch, I'll treat you like one." She stared at me. "That's right. Be careful. I can decide that you repay me all the money I've spent on you since highschool and university. And there's nothing you'll do about it." "You're not serious," she said, sitting up. "You know me. I am. Wanna try? I called to make you a model, just like I can call to get you fired," I was very serious. She looked at me in disbelief. She knew I was very serious. "So?" I asked. "Fine! I'll get you the fucking money. Tomorrow after work, I'll pass by the bank." "Good girl." "You're a witch." "Takes one to recognise another." She stood up and stormed out of the office. Heather's POV: I went straight to Ace's office. I knocked and entered. "Hey baby boy, guess who asked me for help," I said, walking up to his table. He was looking at his laptop screen. He then smiled at me. "I know. Just watched your whole conversation. And Sawyer's," he chuckled. "What happened??" "Come and see for yourself. I recorded it." I went to stand by him and watched the video. Sawyer had always been selfish. She had always been an ungrateful person. "This doesn't surprise me." "Yeah," Sheridan chuckled. "But how do we do now? She'll give Christina the money." "Don't worry about that love, I already have something in mind." "Hm, okay." "Now tell me about Rob." "Oh right." I explained everything to him. While I spoke, he stood up and went to sit on his couch. Ace's POV: Good thing rob himself had asked Heather to convince her mother to leave. Things were going as per my plan. "This is great. Everything's going on well," I said happily. "Yeah. And for that investor," she started, sitting on my table. I watched her from the couch, heat beginning to build in me again. She was irresistible. "I planned on secretly sending him a copy of the company's declining sales. He doesn't know about the loss of profit going on. Once he'll see the copy, he'll withdraw for sure." That was a good idea. "Yeah. You're right. Completely!" She reddened and playfully tossed her hair aside. "You look good," I said. "Thanks." I smirked at her and she blushed. "Come here," I told her, patting my lap. She raised a brow. "Hm, and why? You wanna punish me or what?" "No, baby. You've been a good girl lately. Come get your reward." I wriggled my brows playfully and she smiled. "I wasn't able to give it to you earlier. But I can now. It's a whole big package." Her mouth dropped open and I laughed. "What??" "Don't waste time. Come here. Now." "Your wish is my command. But first," she walked up to the door and locked it. Then she walked back to me. Heather's POV: I stood right in front of him, in between his legs. As ready as ever. No one would interrupt us now. And even if they did, we would not open. He sat up and put his hands behind my thighs. I shivered a little at his touch. He began to slowly move them up my thighs, staring up into my eyes. Goosebumps began to take over. I put my hands on his shoulders for support. He slowly caressed the back of my thighs while he traced soft kisses on their front, through the transparent fabric of my pantyhose. His hands went up my thighs and into my skirt. I bit my lower lip.