The Heiress & The CEO

direction. "I can't believe this. I step out of your life for a bit, and you

huffed, rolling my eyes as I sipped my frappuccino. "He was b

ay-by-play," he grumbled, rubbing his face. "The last time you

in, and Ethan seemed to kn

need to know. If I'm not getting in on the action, I

my taste," I crossed my arms o

a bite of his stuffed croissant. "Seriously though, Collins?

soon as he seemed to like me..." I glanced at the floor then, a mixt

h and without a shred of mercy. "Every guy can p

sn't wrong, a part of me didn't want to admit that George... ha

ust for that. No one would go to

pop out of his head, and he sighed with so much frus

r god's sake! Get a grip!" He clearly couldn't hold back, running his fingers through his platinum-blonde hair, which needed its roots t

es wi

told me many times before... the higher the standard of a woman, the bigger the conquest, and

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ustration and restlessness from what had happened that morn

doing anything to calm me down. Before I knew it, I was dressed, had put on some cologne, and was headin

ned a whole morning with that damn woman - knowing she was heartbroken over t

just go have my lunch and figure out how to show that gorgeou

ll as I stepped through the res

ded to side with me because standing r

smirk forming on my lips. "What a

tending his hand for a handshake. "I wanted to have a wor

haking his hand. "But... wha

first, why don

, and he led me to his table, tak

ad been looking for me for almost the entire event - to the point where he thought I

chuckle, and when the bill came, he handed over his card befo

ted to see the look on Claire LeBlanc's face when I walked into her ho

ile that reached his eyes. "And I'm sure the only pers

"In that case... I don't see any harm