Seemed like he noticed me coming in—Ronald lifted his head, his deep eyes flickering with some emotion I couldn’t quite read.
“Well, aren't you something? First thing you do is fire my receptionist, and then you try to blackmail me with a recording.”
I chuckled, not hiding the sarcasm. “Well, maybe if you'd just answered your damn phone and given her a heads-up, none of that would’ve happened.”
Guys like Ronald live and breathe for their reputation. That recording? A total embarrassment—he’d have to deal with it himself.
He gave a short, mocking laugh. No idea what he was scoffing at, and honestly, I didn’t care. I casually opened the box with the diamond necklace and asked with fake curiosity, “Did Nicholas give you this necklace?”
Ronald glanced at the necklace. “And why
