Chapter 152
I tried to pay attention to the project presentation Clare and her team were giving. She was explaining something about different marketing strategies a could use, and my brain was not registering a word she was saying even though I knew the importance of this profeet.
It had been a week since The Coven had discovered the suppressant I was hosting. I had sat on the bed listening to them discuss my condition like it was the most exciting thing in the world. As the discussions went on about my situation, it was clarified that my sudden blackout was the beginning of my hou starting to “decay.”
Once they had had a lengthy conversation with Blake and everyone present, Klaus mentioned that the last time he witnessed a “decay,” the host’s hers deteriorated within a few weeks. Since they didn’t even know what kind of dark magic I was hosting, it was hard to tell how fast my body would “decay. The Coven had left promising to find answers about my suppressant as fast as they could and explained to Blake how important it was to monitor my health.
Blake insisted I stay home and rest while The Coven investigated the suppressant I was hosting. He said it would be easier to keep an eye on me if I stayed in one place. I profusely protested as I had work piled up to the ceiling with the amount of leave I had taken recently. Finally, when I realized my protests against his wishes were unsuccessful, I removed my top and jiggled my tits in Blake’s face. That’s literally all it took for him to be distracted enough to say yes to me going to work.
However, since I didn’t put out after my little tit shaking, now, every 30 minutes, I would receive either a phone call or a text message from anyone from the Cooper family, the Waltz family, or Taylor asking how I was feeling. As annoying as it was getting, I knew they were only looking out for me. This was a
22 much better idea than having to sit at home staring at the walls.
There was only one person that we hadn’t heard from, and at this point, I was happy he hadn’t tried to contact me. After Max’s disappearance, there was no doubt in my mind that he was behind the whole pregnancy scare. If he wasn’t responsible, then why would he disappear like that? Whatever his reason was, I wasn’t interested in knowing about it. Blake had tried to explain and even at one point apologized for his brother’s behavior. But now, even I was starting. to believe there was no redeemable quality in Max. I was silently hoping he would never come back and that this would be the end of his attempts to ruin
Blake and my relationship.
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In the middle of all this drama, there was still one more thing bothering me.
Vince.
His words still echoed in my ears. “I know what happened to your mother and her boyfriend.”
Did he really know what happened, or was he just trying to bait me again?
so stressed with work and this suppressant situation, the last thing I wanted was to add to I hadn’t brought up the conversation with Blake. He was already his stress. I had a decision to make, was I going to approach Vince about it myself, or if was I going to wait it out until Blake was a little less occupied?
If the past was any indication, being alone in a room with Vince was not a wise option, but I really wanted to know Vince’s information.
I was so lost in my thoughts I didn’t realize someone was standing next to me. It was only after they cleared their throat that I came back to reality. I suddenly remembered I was in a room filled with staff members staring at me with concern.
“What did I miss?” I laughed nervously.
“You okay, boss?” Clare asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Sorry just got lots on my plate. I’m really sorry,” I apologized.
“We understand. Anything we can do to help you?” Clare offered.
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