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She scoffs. “Yes,me.” She sounds offended.
Then realization dawns on me, and a cheeky grin fills my face. “You’re LadyLux.”
“Are you shocked?” she asks.
“Yes, because you’re nice, and LadyLux is a real bitch. And I honestly thought she was a middle-aged widow with a chip on her shoulder.”
Weston howls with laughter.
“Hmm, you’re just used to people bowing down to you because you’re a nepo baby. LadyLux doesn’t worship anyone. Reality checks are needed when you have as many zeros in your trust fund as you, Banks. I’m the only one brave enough to serve the truth on a silver platter,” she says.
I smile wide. “It’s an honor,” I say sincerely.
“It’s a deal,” she says, holding out her hand.
We shake on it. Neither Weston nor Billie interrupts. This is official business between me and Carlee, no one else.
“I’ll keep your brand safe,” I promise.
“I know, and that alone is worth it,” she says. “Now, can weplease eat? I’m starving. I made spaghetti with fat meatballs and garlic knots. It’s my Mawmaw’s recipe.”
“Sounds amazing,” I offer as we make our plates.
During dinner, the conversation flows easily. I steal glances at my Billie, and I love seeing her this relaxed. She’s smiling and happy, and it’s so easy to imagine a future with her.
“I need you to tell me everything,” Carlee says, stealing my attention.
I smirk, sliding my hand into my pocket and pulling out the USB drive that’s full of the information she needs to destroy Josh.
“You just carry this data around with you?” she asks.
“Yes,” I say. “I figured after I made my offer, LadyLux would reveal herself to me because she knew I was a weapon. I wanted to be prepared.”
Carlee grins. “I need time to go through this.”
“I understand,” I say, clearing my throat. “I do have more news.”
All eyes are on me.
“Someone else hacked Josh’s database. His website has been taken over. You have to witness this for yourselves,” I tell them, pulling up my cell phone and going to the page. “He also admitted to being responsible for the photos of Louis being leaked.”
“Game over,” Weston whispers, his jaw clenched tight. “Do you know who would do this?”
“Not sure. But whoever it is seems fed the fuck up and has the resources to act from the outside,” I say.
Billie exhales hard. “I should tell Louis what Josh did.”
“You should text him now so he can let his people know,” I tell her.
“Extra security is a must in London, sis,” Weston instructs. “You’ll travel with an entourage, you and Asher. It’s an order.”
Billie studies him. “Do you think I should cancel this trip?”
“No,” Weston says. “It’s important that you both go. You can’t let him take this from you. You’re the diamond of the show.”
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