Pete knows exactly what I want. I want the Martin Group.
Allen knew it too, of course. Patricia didn’t just want the Martin Group—she wanted payback for everyone who’d schemed against them in the past. But he couldn’t let her know he was aware of all that.
“Miss, I’m just a shareholder,” Allen said carefully. “If you want my shares, you can just go through the official channels. There’s really no reason to...” He let the sentence hang.
No reason to put him on the spot? Or no reason to come find him herself?
Patricia couldn’t care less about the details. She had leverage—she was the one in control, not him.
She gave a little smile, took a sip of water, and then said, “Pete’s right.”
She pressed the window button so it slid halfway down, just enough to show part of her face. “Jackson, see Mr. Allen out.”
The window closed smoothly. Through the glass, she could see Jackson heading toward Allen.
Allen’s nerves spiked. “Miss—”
If this went any further, she’d run straight to Pacific Capital and report him. That would be a disaster for both him and his son.
“Miss, you know how I am. I hate trouble and never get involved in business drama. Whatever you need, if it’s within my reach, I’ll do it,” he said quickly.
The car door started to open with a soft whir.
Patricia glanced over at Jackson, who was waiting outside. She lifted her finger, pointing in the air.
Jackson stopped right away. They always understood each other without words.
“It’s simple,” Patricia said. “At the next board meeting, I just need Pete on the opposite side of Emerson.”
She bent down and picked up a photo from the floor, turning it over in her hands. Her eyes were smiling, but there was steel in her voice as she looked at Allen. “Do that, and I promise this photo never finds its way back to Mr. McKee.”
“But... the next shareholders’ meeting isn’t until September,” Allen protested.


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