“Joseph.” Theo’s voice was low and sharp, his expression dark as he stared him down. “You’re trying to push my buttons, aren’t you?”
“Or was that little speech supposed to give me a hint?” The silence in the hospital room dragged on, heavy and endless. Joseph could feel sweat pooling in the palm of his hand, the one wrapped in a cast.
Theo’s face looked downright terrifying.
“We’ve been friends for years. You know the kind of person I am.”
“That’s not a given.” Theo’s eyes flicked to Nina, unreadable and cold.
That look said it all.
Joseph’s heart dropped.
Did Theo know? Had he figured out he was being played?
When Theo left, Joseph slumped against the headboard, cold sweat still breaking out on his skin.
Nina hadn’t managed to say a word the entire time.
She’d been so excited when Theo showed up, ready to run straight to him. But before she could even say hi, he was already gone.
“Mr. Newton, we found out who leaked it,” Aiden rushed in, tablet in hand. “It was Ms. Miller who tipped off the press.”
“How did she find out?” Theo’s voice was ice.
Aiden just shook his head, helpless.
The tangled mess of rich families—no one could ever keep track.
“Go ask her, straight up.” Theo didn’t waste words. Aiden nodded, hurried out, and took the elevator upstairs.
Nina stammered that she’d heard it from a friend, said someone she knew had been on the same flight as Theo.
Theo must have decided it wasn’t worth his energy, because he didn’t press it.
He was just about to head to the office when his grandma called, insisting he come home.
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