on fine china. Florida didn't stand; she didn't need to. Her

her eyes sweeping over her progeny. " The ma

letting the

duce a great-grandchild-a legitimate heir-will receive a fi

een percent. That was billi

his glass. "We're already trying, Grandmother

pectant look. "Flint. You are the CEO. You are the e

e glass until his knuckles turned white. He neede

Flint said, his voice smooth

him under the

narrowing in a warning glare.

livestock. For a split second, her training warred with her fury. The Fixer in her screamed to use this information privately, to leverage it. But the wom

The screech of wood again

ery eye at the tab

d, her voice clear and ringing. "Y

or her wrist. "

and unlocked it. She brought up the photo-the pregnancy test f

he screen to

ht, brittle smile plastered on her face. "Look

e room. Eleanor, Flint's

int dead in the eye. "The mother just hasn't a

silence of a bomb that had detonate

ngerous shade of purple. A

the phone from Jonna's hand. He looked at the screen, reco

him. He subtly motioned to the head of his security detail near the door, a flick

, loud enough for the table to hear. "You

ghtly. "I want a divorce. I'll let

screamed. Florida slamm

nter of the storm, fe