My Accidental Billionaire Husband (Katia and Julian) novel Chapter 13

The bar of hum

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“Have you met me?

She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “I’ve known you too long. Just don’t wreck the car. We’ve got WEG eyes on us now.” I smirked, lowered my visor, and slipped into the driver’s seat. For twenty minutes, nothing mattered. Not the stranger, not

even WEG.

It was just the hum of tires, the rush of speed, and the beautiful clarity of the track.

When I finally peeled off my helmet and walked toward Sau, she was already on the phone with someone.

She ended the call and smiled. “Dinner’s at 7. I booked a driver. Not the Rolls this time. Something a little more aggressive”

“Tell me.”

“Lamborghini Urus. Matte black. Brand new.”

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I grinned. “Perfect, but I’m not going. They annoy me. They want this dinner because they want something from me. Let’s focus on work,” I said, unclipping my helmet and tossing it to the backseat like it didn’t cost more than most people’s homes.

Sam arched a brow. “Kat, I know you hate politics, especially family politics–but don’t you think it might be time?”

“Time for what? A reconciliation dinner with people who shoved me into the cold like I was nothing?”

“You’re not nothing. You never were,” she said, voice low but firm.

“Tell that to the girl they kicked out in a bathrobe,” I muttered.

She stepped closer, placing a hand on my shoulder. “And look who that girl became.”

I gave her a wry smile. “She became a savage.”

“She became a boss; you already showed them that you are a queen at the last dinner with them,” Sam corrected.

We walked toward the car, the Lamborghini’s lines as sleek and unapologetic as I felt. As I slid into the passenger seat, I saw my reflection in the side mirror. Sharp eyes, jaw set, ring glittering under the setting sun. The ring I still didn’t understand. The ring that tied me to a faceless man and a night I couldn’t forget.

“Still thinking about him?” Sam asked as she started the engine.

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