Название: Seduced By Second Chances
Автор: Reese Ryan
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Desire
isbn: 9781474092470
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Gideon made it a point not to pressure investors to join his projects. He simply laid out the opportunity and return on investment to be had, and allowed his track record and reputation to do the rest. The timing wasn’t great, but he’d need to prod Matt and see if he was serious about investing.
This project had the potential to make all of them a shitload of money. He’d never take the project on if he didn’t wholeheartedly believe that. Nor would he ever try to rope his friend, or any investor, into a shaky deal. But he needed to be a bit more direct with his friend.
“I’ve got Matt. I’ll try to meet with him within the next week.” Gideon woke his computer screen to send an email to his friend. Another email captured his interest.
It was the Google alert he’d set up on singer/songwriter Jessie Humphrey. She was beautiful, brilliant, talented—and the little sister of his ex, Geneva Humphrey. The woman he’d planned to marry a lifetime ago. Right up until the moment she’d broken his heart.
He’d gotten over the break with Geneva. Had even come to realize she’d been right to end things between them. But his relationship with Jessie was more complicated.
Two years after his breakup with Geneva, Jessie had shown up at his door wanting more than just friendship.
She was his ex’s sister, so he’d promptly sent her packing. But he hadn’t ever been able to forget that day. Or get thoughts of Jessie out of his head.
The first time he heard Jessie Humphrey’s voice flowing from the speakers of his Aston Martin Vanquish Volante he’d been over the moon with happiness for her.
She’d walked around wearing headphones and singing her heart out for as long as he’d known her. And despite her parents’ insistence that she pursue a “real” career, Jessie had always wanted to share her gift with the world.
Now she was and he couldn’t be more proud of her.
Gideon had carefully followed her career ever since.
“Is that all, boss?” Landon furrowed his brow.
“Yes, thank you.” Gideon waited for the man to leave, closing the door behind him.
Gideon clicked the link in the email. It took him to a video of Jessie performing at a small club, seated at a piano.
She was stunning. Who knew that she’d turn into such a beautiful, confident young woman and a rising artist?
Jessie had such a powerful voice and a unique sound, even back when he’d known her. Geneva had teased Jessie about her incessant singing and starry-eyed dreams, but Gideon had loved to hear her sing. He’d told her that one day she’d be famous. And he’d been right.
When the performance ended, he listened to it twice more. Despite following Jessie’s career, he’d decided against reaching out to her. After the way they’d left things, he doubted Jessie would welcome seeing him again. And he didn’t need the heartbreak of falling for another Humphrey sister.
It was safer to admire Jessie from a distance.
Which was a shame, because he’d love to see her again.
Teresa St. Claire had spent most of the week hiding out in her office. Once she arrived in the morning, she’d only peeked her head out when it had been absolutely necessary.
Yes, she was the boss. But she felt like the screwup employee who’d put the entire company in jeopardy.
Every time she closed her eyes, she could see the ugly headline that had been running for the past week.
Mogul’s Torrid Affair with Father’s Mistress Ends after Her Surprise Inheritance Revealed.
She’d been pegged as a home-wrecking gold digger who’d had an affair with the late Linus Christopher and now had her sights set on his heir Liam. The ugly rumors, complete with uncomplimentary videos and photos, lit up the airwaves and seemed to follow her everywhere online.
Teresa had been hounded by gossip columnists and bloggers. Even a woman she’d always considered a reputable reporter had shown up at her home, inquiring about the nature of Teresa’s relationship with both Christopher men.
The effect the rumors were having on her business was bad enough. But the additional tension it had created between her and Liam was unbearable. She could only imagine the embarrassment the rumors were causing him.
Teresa wiped away warm tears when she recalled the expression on Liam’s face when he’d confronted her about the rumors. He’d even had the audacity to imply that she might’ve been behind them. Still, her brain was flooded with the warmth and passion that had been growing steadily between them, despite his constant mistrust of her.
She sighed. The outer office was uncharacteristically quiet. Other than calls from gossip reporters, the phones barely rang. Her employees spoke in hushed tones with their heads together rather than with the jovial, energetic nature she was accustomed to.
At this rate, the doors of Limitless Events would be shuttered for good in a few weeks, and it would be her fault.
A knock at the door startled her from her thoughts.
Teresa sat ramrod straight in the chair behind her desk. “Come in.”
Corinne, her personal assistant, stepped inside. The woman dragged a hand through her headful of red corkscrew curls with an exasperated frown.
“We’ve had another cancellation, haven’t we?” Teresa practically held her breath. That made three this week already. Not to mention the three or four clients who’d gotten nervous about having her plan their parties. It had been all she could do to calm them down so they wouldn’t jump ship. But she realized that any one of them might change their minds at any time.
Corinne nodded. “Maggie Ellington called to say that she’s sorry, but she just can’t take a chance that the scandal won’t have died down by the time of her daughter’s wedding.”
“That’s understandable.” Teresa tried to sound unaffected by the latest news. “She wants to make sure her daughter and son-in-law are the center of attention, not me.”
“You mean she wants to make sure that she’s the center of attention, and she won’t be upstaged by anyone. Not even the bride.” Corinne folded her arms.
“True.” Teresa laughed and gave her assistant a reassuring smile. “But we’d both do the same if we were in her shoes. I can’t blame her. In fact, I don’t blame any of them for canceling.”
“Well, I do.” Corinne dropped into the chair in front of Teresa’s desk. “They’re all a bunch of hypocrites. Most of them have done more scandalous things on an average Tuesday than you’re being accused of. Not to mention that the whole story is just a crock of—”
“I get it, Corinne.” Teresa held up a hand to calm her assistant.
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