Page 55 of Bliss with a Billionaire

Worthington shifted his weight, his brow furrowing.

She squeezed his shoulder. “I’ll head down there to see if there’s anything I can do as soon as I check on Sierra and Kyle.”

The man wrung his hands in front of him as he nodded.

“It’s okay, Worthington. We’ll get through this.”

“Of course, Mrs. Harrington.”

She offered him a reassuring smile, reading the worry in his face. He’d been through several of these false arrests. None of them seemed to disturb him like this one. “Are you okay?”

He sucked in a sharp breath, flicking his gaze to her. “Of course, Mrs. Harrington.”

“Worthington, we’ll get through this. They only arrested him because he didn’t want to go to the station for questioning. He’s not under arrest for murder.”

Worthington offered her a fleeting smile. “Yes.”

“I’ll keep you informed.”

“Thank you,” he answered before he strode toward the kitchen.

Julia blew out a breath as his footsteps receded. He seemed nervous, but maybe Lydia’s death had affected him in a way she didn’t realize. She hoped everything would settle down once the investigation ended.

With a deep inhale, she hurried up the stairs and snaked through the opulent halls toward Kyle’s room.

She found the siblings arguing over the movie they’d watch. She knocked on the door and poked her head in. “I assume you’ve told him?”

“I did. If he wasn’t on pain meds, we’d have cracked a bottle of bubbly.”

“Right,” Kyle agreed. “My ribs still hurt from what she ordered. Forgive me if I don’t shed a tear over her death.”

“I understand,” Julia answered, still hovering in the doorway. She needed to break the news about Grant, but in a way that didn’t upset Sierra.

“Want to break the tie on the movie, step-mommy?” Sierra asked.

“Uh, no, I’ll let you battle it out. But before I go, I have some…news.”

Sierra arched an eyebrow. “What now?”

“The police came and took your father to the station for questioning. They–”

“What?” Sierra barked as she tossed the remote on the bed and stared at her with wide eyes. “Why? No! He couldn’t have killed her.”

“I know. Try to calm down,” Julia said as she stepped into the room and eased Sierra back onto the bed. “They’re just asking him some questions, okay? Mitchell’s already on his way. And I’m going to head down there, too. It’s nothing to worry about.”

“But–” Sierra began, her features twisted with worry.

“Sierra, it’s going to be okay. Your father is going to be fine.”

The woman’s shoulders slumped as she leaned back into the pillows. “Even dead, she’s still causing trouble for us.”

“It’ll all be over soon, okay?” Julia said, cupping her face.

Sierra nodded as Julia glanced around her.

Kyle seemed to be in pain. Julia furrowed her brow as he shifted around with a wince. “How are you feeling?”

“A little sore, but I’m fine.”