Free Stolen: Business or Pleasure (Contemporary Billionaire Romance) by Holly Rayner

the shareholders and executives on my own and handle it. I picked the phone back up and called my assistant. I told her to arrange an emergency meeting with them all first thing tomorrow morning.
     
    “Okay sir, should I also notify Miss Morgan?”
     
    “No, I’ll take care of that,” I lied.
     

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    CHAPTER NINE
     
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    ADELE
     
     
    “Your boyfriend called again. He didn’t sound happy that I was home with you,” Grant told me.
     
    “Good, I’m glad he’s not happy. He has no right to be worrying about what I’m doing or with whom,” I said, more confidently than I felt.
     
    Grant rolled his eyes. “Okay, this is getting ridiculous,” he said. “You have to talk to him. Talking to everyone else has gotten you nowhere except hiding out at home. You cannot keep living like this. Bring that old fiery red-head back out. I liked her better.”
     
    “Wow, that’s kind of mean,” I said. I knew he was right, I was pathetic… but he’d hurt my feelings.
     
    “I guess I’m going to have to be mean to get you to go do what you need to do. You’re so afraid that he’s going to tell you that you’re right and he is cheating on you but the fact is that you may be wrong and you’ll never know for sure if you refuse to talk to him.”
     
    “You’re right.”
     
    “I know,” he said. “I always am. You can be sure that what I tell you is in your best interest too doll, because you know I love you, right?”
     
    “I know,” I told him. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
     
    He grinned, “Neither do I, but don’t say that in front of your boyfriend. I think he’s already just a tad threatened by my manliness and my boyish charm.”
     
    I laughed, “When I have a minute to breathe, we’re going to have to talk about that poor self-confidence of yours.”
     
    “You know you love it. It’s part of my charm.”
     
    “It is,” I told him, sincerely. “I love you, Grant. Thank you.”
     
    “I love you too,” he said. His face changed for a second and he lost that smug, self-assured look that he usually held there. “Adele…”
     
    “What?”
     
    “I… Never mind. I want more than anything for you to be happy. You deserve it.”
     
    “Thank you, Grant. I know you do. I will never be able to thank you for everything that you’ve done for me.”
     
    “Just be happy. That’s all I want.” He hugged me again, this time squeezing the breath out of me. Then he said, “Now get out there and get that man back and your company. Sheesh! You’ve been my role model for too long to stop now.”
     
    I grabbed my bag and headed back out. When I got to the office, I found Seth at his desk again. He was on the phone and when I walked in, I was sure I heard the name, “Liz.” I stood in front of the desk and waited for him to hang up.

When he did, I said, “Before you snap at me, we need to talk.”
     
    “I wasn’t going to snap,” he said. He got up and came around the front of the desk. I had a mini fantasy that he was going to take me into his arms and we could just forget about the past few weeks. Instead he walked over to the leather sofa and said, “Let’s talk.”
     
    I took a seat and he did too. Then I said, “I’m not sure where to start.”
     
    “Are you sick?” he asked, looking worried.
     
    “No, I’m just tired and anxious and upset. Seth, I came back on Friday afternoon to talk to you. I was going to ask you to dinner and I was going to accept your proposal to move in with you…”
     
    He looked confused as he asked, “Then why didn’t you? And why do you still act like you’re upset with me?”
     
    “Because when I got here, I stepped off the elevator in time to see you with a blonde in your arms.”
     
    “A blonde?” If I wasn’t mistaken, he was genuinely confused.
     
    “Liz Taylor?” I reminded him.
     
    “Oh no! Adele! No!”
     
    “No what?”
     
    “You didn’t see what you thought you saw. Liz was here and she