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And it worked. Calvin blinked and frowned. “You’regetting married?”
“Don’t act so surprised. I’m a catch. And I guess I have you to thank, considering you’re the one who led me to him.”
“Who is it?” he asked slowly.
“He’s the CEO of your rival company, a nerdy showboat,andkinda rich. But you know him as Levi Hensen.”
I only got one second of a shocked look from Calvin before he shook his head. “You’re bluffing. You don’t even have a ring.”
“It’s getting sized. I have tiny hands.”
“You don’t even know him.”
“I do, actually. And it only brought us closer when you fired me. He now hates you again. Congratulations.”
“He would never go for you.”
There was a nugget of truth to that, no matter how much I wished there wasn’t. Ultimately, he only needed me for revenge, and he’d never thought twice about me other than that.
Calvin caught on to my pain just like he always did—with that shit-eating grin of his.
“I’ll be waiting eagerly to see pictures.”
“You will.”
“Sure. Sure. Hell, if you do, let me see your registry. I’ll buy the most expensive item.”
“He’s rich, asshole. He can get me whatever he wants.”
“Which is why I don’t think he’d ever be intoyou.Nice try, though.”
“You’re a jerk.”
“And you’re a loser. I don’t have time to argue with you about who’s worse. I need to get back to my work as a real estate mogul. How many houses do you think can fit on this property? Five?”
He laughed as I sputtered, and molten rage filled every inch of my body.
“Why would you do this to me?” I asked. “All of this over a house?”
“Yes, Amy. And like all of your other failures, you brought this onyourself.”
There it was again, the bit of truth in his statement. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t lay awake at night and wonder if I did the right thing forging that will.
I knew how Calvin was. And I went up against him anyway.
But still, did I deserve all of this? Did the gorgeous house that could have gone to a family deserve to be torn down?
No. And I was mad about it.
I could see why Levi would want to fuck this man up, even if it meant getting married to me.
And as I watched him drive away in his fancy sports car, I realized I’d gotten my sign from the universe, and it was time to make my decision.
Chapter Seven
I realized far toolate that when someone proposed, it was best to have their number.
The last thing I wanted to do was go back downtown to his office, but I had no other way to contact him, save for having Sebastian do it. I’d asked, but he’d gone green in the face at intervening between me and his boss at all, so I quickly rescinded the question before he could force himself to say yes.