Loving The Better Brother novel Chapter 82

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WILLOW

My heart stopped as he said those words.

Had he caught on?

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Andrew’s eyes were still on me, appearing like he was peeling back a layer I had worked so hard to keep hidden. The room felt smaller all of a sudden, pressing against my chest.

I forced myself to breathe normally. But inside, my mind was already racing through every possible mistake I could have made.

Had I said too much?

Andrew held my gaze for a moment longer.

Then, suddenly–

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He laughed.

The sound was loud, abrupt, and a little bit insulting. He leaned back against the couch, shaking his head like he had just heard the funniest thing in the world.

“Relax!” he exclaimed, waving a hand lazily in my direction. “I know it’s not you.”

I stared at him. My heart was still beating faster than it should.

“Were you seriously worried?” he continued, grinning widely now. “That was priceless.”

I said nothing.

“You should have seen your face,” he added, amused with himself. “That was gold.”

I forced my expression to remain neutral.

“You can’t be the owner,” he went on casually.

I raised an eyebrow.

“Oh?”

He shrugged.

“You’re too…” He paused, as if searching for the right word, inspecting me fully.

“Simple.”

Simple? What was wrong with being simple?

Andrew sighed, finally calming down. “But I guess the new owner is simple too,” he continued, running a

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hand through his hair. “From what I’ve heard.”

“What have you heard?” I asked calmly.

He glanced at me briefly, then looked away again, as though the topic barely interested him.

“She doesn’t know how to handle everything that was placed in her hands,” he said.

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“I heard she was only recently found by William, so that means that she probably wasn’t born into this lifestyle,” he added.

My stomach tightened.

Why did he know all of this?

Information like that was not supposed to be circulating this freely.

Andrew sighed again, sounding burdened by the incompetence of others.

“She doesn’t know what she’s doing,” he said bluntly. “And that will lead to the downfall of the company.”

A faint chuckle escaped him.

“I guess that’s just how it is. She’s still my boss, after all, so I should appease her.”

I crossed my arms in front of my chest.

“You know I can report this to Miss Florence, right?” I said.

Andrew looked at me and smiled.

“Oh, please do,” he said lightly.

I narrowed my eyes.

“Tu already hired anyway,” he continued. “You can’t get rid of me without a prior justifiable reason. That’s a lawsuit waiting to happen!”

“You don’t have proof that I slandered her,” he added. “And I don’t think it even constitutes slander.”

I pressed my lips together.

I hated him.

I hated how casually he dismissed everything.

And I hated it even more because…

He was right.

There was nothing I could use against him.

Andrew stretched his arms slightly.

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“Anyway,” he said, shifting the topic without care. “I just wanted to tell you I won’t be here next Monday.”

“Don’t tell that to me,” I said flatly. “Tell it to HR.”

“I know,” he said. “But I also know that you’re bound to present these ideas to the rest of the company on Monday.”

“And we can’t be having that,” he added.

I frowned.

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s move it,” he said simply.

“Excuse me?”

He gestured vaguely toward the documents on the table.

“The presentation,” he clarified. “Move it.”

I stared at him in disbelief.

“Sir,” I said slowly, choosing my words carefully. “The company does not move for you.”

He tilted his head slightly.

“I told you I can’t be here,” he said.

“That’s not my problem,” I replied.

He smiled faintly.

“I’m integral to the meeting, aren’t I?”

As the creative director,” he continued, “I have a say in the design and all of that.”

I exhaled slowly.

He was doing this on purpose–seeing how far he could go.

If he were not present, the meeting would lack a key perspective, and that would reflect poorly on the entire proposal.

I closed my eyes briefly.

Monday was the day of the presentation, and I still wasn’t finished with the overall design of the Zinnia. I’ve been thinking long and hard about the direction I wanted to go, but it always fell short. So, maybe I do need some extra time.

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