Acquiring Trouble by Kathleen Brooks Read Free Book Online Page A

heard his brother chuckle as he hu ng up.
     
    Miles read over the report that Claire had handed him upon arrival. He shook his head as he put the last piece of paper down. Top Producers were only interested in buying up companies and destroying them. They overtook them, pushed out the controlling parties, and fired all the employees. In the case of farms , they made deals outside of the best interest of the owners of the farm so that the farmers couldn’t fulfill the contract. Most of the fa rmers put out a lot of money up front on equipment in o rder to fulfill huge contracts.
    In almost all of the cases Top Producers loaned that money and held a lien on the equipment. They also went to the banks and took over the mortgages on the farms. When the farmers failed to fulfill the contract they didn't get paid and couldn't cover the payments on the equipment. It would landslide and soon they couldn't cover the mortgage. Top Producers would go in and force a quick foreclosure. The farms would be bought by a subsidiary of Top Producers for pennies on the dollar.
    Miles' intercom buzzed and he knew he had only a couple of minutes before Claire brought Morgan in. He put th e folder away, smoothed down his shirt and tightened his tie. Morgan walked in with her briefcase and glanced around the room b efore stopping before his desk.
    "Good to see you again, Miles."
    "I wish I could say the same. Let's make this meeting quick and to the point. I'm not selling. Tell David he wasted money in sending you here." Miles leaned forward in his chair, not bothering to get up. This was going to be short.
    "Now, we haven't seen each other in all this time. I think we should chat a little before you reject me again." Morgan unbuttoned her suit jacket and sat in the chair opposite Miles. "Besides, I know that as soon as I give you our proposal you’ll need to take it to all your members. So it looks like we’re going to have a lot of time to spend together.” She smirked and leaned back in his leather chair, slowly crossing her stocking - clad legs.
    "Let me guess, you're going to do everything possible to prevent me from getting the signatures needed to reject whatever the offer is , probably pay them off, buy their votes," Miles accused.
    "Why would you say that? I’ve done nothing to make you accuse me of breaking the law, not t o mention the ethics of business." Her purple eyes flared even though her voice remained calm, almost teasing.
    "Probably because you were a constant law breaker and you work with Davi d Washington, a felon in a suit. Y ou wonder why I question you? That night after graduation is enough to make me question you." Miles sat back in his chair and watch ed a blush creep up her face.
    "You don't know what happened that night any more than you think you know about me. You know the saying about assuming…"
    "I don't need to assume, the whole town knows exactly what type of person you are and what type of deals you'll probably make and then break." Miles had had enough playing. She was tormenting him with her straight - lace d appearance and attitude , yet he knew what passion hid under that suit. Regardless of lust , he wasn't going to let her walk all over him to close a deal that would hurt his fellow farmers.
    "Oh," Morgan whispered as she ducked her head.
    Miles watched as she slowly raised her eyes and looked at him from under her dark lashes. She slowly licked her bottom lip with her pink tongue before nibbling on her lip with her teeth.
    "I'm so sorry I ever gave that impression. I always work hard , very hard for what I want," Morgan said breathily as she put her hands on his desk and slowly stood up, leaning over toward Miles.
    Miles felt his heart speed up and his pants tighten. He couldn't help but lean forward to get closer to her. She was spellbinding. He couldn't take his eyes off of her as she gently bit d own on one red nail. He watched in anticipation as she slow ly trailed that one perfect red nail over