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“I was wearing a wig,” I gasp when I realize what he’s saying.

“And forged a signature so in theory it’s Archibald’s sister who had a fantasy deal,” Fiero finishes for me.

Which also makes me add, “She didn’t know about any revenge shit they were working on or she would have never let me act as if I was her.Archi used her, and now you want to use her too.”

“Correction, we’re going to use ourselves to trick him.”Fiero grins while Floris rubs his hands.

I shake my head.It seems like the level of insanity just went up a notch.










CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

–FIERO –

Floris and I are sitting in my office while I thumb through the pictures Tate sent me.Quinn needs to rest, and my brother and I need to put a plan in motion.A plan I’m wrapping my brain around to end this once and for all.I feel as if we only have one shot at this.

“Are you sure reaching out to Archibald will help us get to Cillian?”Floris asks.

“No.It’s our best option.Archibald is the connection to end this,” I muse and select a picture to add to the message I’m going to send the asshole through his sister’s phone.

My life and mindset have consisted of having control, giving orders, and basically ruling my damn empire.I’m a cold, egotistical, driven man and having Quinn swoop in has made me stronger, and definitely wiser.She puts everything in perspective, and I’m not talking about the business or personal side.I’m talking about past, future, and present.

Floris places his hands on my desk and leans in.“How is Archibald the connection to end this?It’s clear to me Cillian is the one using him.This revenge shit is bigger than simply trading his sister for Cillian.”

“I only need to talk to him and offer him a deal.”I get to my feet and turn to open the safe.

“What are you doing?”Floris asks.

I ignore him and go through the archives to get the piece of paper I need.Grabbing the file, I turn to place it on the desk.It takes a few heartbeats to find it, and when I have, I lock away the rest inside the safe.

Shoving the piece of paper in his direction, I start to explain.“This is the official order our father gave to Rupert Baylor.”

Floris frowns.“The order that caused everything to go to shit.”

“It’s also an incriminating piece of paper.Handing this evidence over to Archibald will...”

“Give him the opportunity to prosecute our father and put him in jail,” Floris finishes.