Gillis-Vella. A day at the office would help her clear her head. She could focus on the business and forget for just a while that Parker had asked her yet again that morning to move in with him, and that she had hemmed and hawed and changed the subject and ultimately wounded him.
She hadn’t meant to, especially when he’d been so open with her the night before. She’d been waiting for him to talk about his feelings, and finally last night he’d been vulnerable with her. He’d suppressed his own emotions to be strong for her when she needed him. Now he needed her and she was falling short. She couldn’t erase the memory of his crestfallen face when she’d dodged the question, and she still couldn’t quite put her finger on why she couldn’t take that next step.
There was far too much activity outside the building, which she hadn’t expected. Half the staff was on the grounds, removing… She struggled to see. What the hell are they doing? It looked as though they were removing signage. She frowned as she watched them teeming around the building like ants.
“Nate!” she called to one of her sales reps as she got out of her Jeep. “What’s going on?”
He looked nervously at his partner, who was holding the other end of a banner, and then both looked at her, confused. “Uhh… We’re removing the signage.”
She forced herself to maintain a patient tone. “I see that. Why are you removing it?”
“Because… Mr. Vella told us to?”
Peter, the other rep, cleared his throat nervously. “From what I understand, we’re changing vendors. So we were asked to take down all these banners so the new ones can go up.” He paused. “Should we not be…? I mean, I assumed you knew…”
“Thanks, guys.” She gritted her teeth. “Clearly I need to go talk to Mr. Vella.”
She tried to keep the anger out of her eyes as she stormed into her brother’s office, but she couldn’t keep the emotion out of her voice as she slammed the door behind her. “Why wasn’t I told about this?” she demanded. “You can’t just change vendors without discussing it with me. That’s unacceptable. We’re supposed to be working together!”
Christopher stood in front of his mirror, smoothing his tie. He glanced briefly in her direction and shrugged before returning to his own reflection. “I’m cutting costs. The budget’s too high.”
She stared at him incredulously. “We’re well within the budget for this fiscal year, first of all. You know that as well as anyone. Second of all, you don’t change vendors mid-year - especially when there’s no need to change them at all! Pop’s worked with some of them for our whole lives! You don’t just build those relationships in a few months, you know.” She narrowed her eyes at Christopher. “Does Pop even know about this?”
His icy gaze met hers. “I’ve discussed everything with the old man that I need to discuss. I’m the CEO now, so I don’t feel the need to run to him with every little decision. But I’m glad you’re here, since I do have something to discuss with you.”
“What?” she snapped.
“Parker Kreuger is a problem,” her brother replied. His words were calm, but the menace in his voice was unmistakable.
“How is this work-related? What I do in my personal life is my own bus—”
“Not as the sales manager of this business it’s not,” he interrupted. “How do you think it looks for me to run this company while my sister is literally in bed with our worst enemy, the man who is plotting my death?”
“Plotting your— What are you talking about?”
“Parker’s planning to break the treaty as soon as his father dies.”
“On what are you basing this ridiculous claim?” she scoffed.
“It’s all the buzz amongst the scouts. I’ve heard whispers of it for months. He’s planning a strike as soon as Dominic is gone, and from what I hear, that old
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