“Once he’s back in prison.I’m sorry, Adrienne.I just need you safe until I can weed out the corrupt officials and start a stink show that would get him off the streets again.You have my word, Adrienne.If it’s the last thing I do, I’ll get Morton off the streets again.But I need you protected.”
She didn’t believe him, and if he were truthful about it himself, Peter didn’t believe her ex-husband was going back to prison either.
“I only have one other bedroom in the cabin, Peter.Can’t this wait until I get back home?”
“No.And it’ll be fine.They’ll be alternating sleep schedules anyway so don’t worry about their sleeping arrangements.”
“Fine.”She told him where she was going and hated giving over her control like that.
“I’ll have them come out asap.”
“Unnecessary, but if it makes you feel better.”
“It does.”
She hung up on Peter then called Miriam next, who was only appeased when Adrienne told her Peter was sending her a couple of bodyguards.
Trying not to feel despondent, she piped up some confidence, climbed into her car, and drove off.She’d been so deep in thought about everything and nothing at the same time that she hadn’t realized she had reached the cabin already.Six hours later.
She’d made it just in time before the weather was bound to change for the worse.Shivering in the ice-cold cabin, she quickly got a fire together, and soon, the place became a little cozier.
After doing some tidying up, scrubbing down the kitchen, adding clean sheets to the bed, and adding fresh throws to the sofas, she made some tea and watched the snow fall from her kitchen window.And then the niggling thought she’d had all day materialized in her mind.
How had she forgotten to pay Cassie the ten million dollars she had bid for a date with three guys?
With all her staff sent away on paid vacations with extra bonuses while she was also going to be away, she couldn’t just call her PA and tell her to handle it.
She called Cassie directly and had to sit through a series of in-depth pleasantries before Adrienne got to the point of her call.
“Cassie, who should I make the check out to?”
“What check?”
“For the animal welfare charity auction, you— “
“Oh, that’s been paid already, love.I know you like to remain anonymous, so I told them they didn’t have to make a fuss about anything.Although ten million dollars?Are you kidding me?I almost fell over in shock.I hope they were—”
Adrienne couldn’t help but interrupt Cassie.“You said it was paid already?”
Wait.Was she losing her mind?Had she told her PA to take care of it before she sent them off after all?
No.She didn’t.So how—
“Yes.The money was transferred to their bank account the night of the auction because Williams, the president of Animal Welfare, called me at 6 a.m.to ask me who the generous donor was.Okay, I’m saying that calmly, but trust me, you nearly gave Williams a heart attack as well.He thought it was some mistake or something.I told him it wasn’t.”
“Did he say where it came from?The funds?”
“Umm, are you okay?”Of course, Cassie would ask her that question.She was behaving oddly because surely, she should know all the details of the transfer in the first place.
“I’m fine.I just can’t remember which account I used.”
“It happens to the best of us.Um, Williams did ask who Obsidian Inc.was since he couldn’t find any details about the company.”
Obsidian Inc?
She had never heard of the company, let alone owned it.
“That wasn’t me.”
