That’s a mistake.“Jackson, were you planning to tell me you struck someone with your car?” My mother’s scratchy voice snaps me out of my good mood. In true Joselyn Avery fashion, she doesn’t give me a chance to respond. “I’m sending my attorney over there right now.”I sigh, pressing the heel of my palm into my temple. “Over where, Mother?”“To her apartment to get her to sign a non-disclosure. The last thing we need is for this story to end up on every gossip website. I’m closing a deal, and I don’t need the bad press.”My mother keeps bitching, and I tune her out. I close my eyes, hatred seeping from every pore in my body as I curl my hand into a fist. An evil smile spreads on my lips. “That’s fine because she’s not at her apartment. She’s here.” Taking a nap. In my bed.The gasp on my mother’s end gives me some small degree of pleasure. She’s always trying to ruin my life, so it’s the least I can do. “What the hell is wrong with you?” she hisses.
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