When My Ex's Worst Enemy Became My Sanctuary novel Chapter 75

"You really should clear things up with Linda so she doesn't get the wrong idea."

"She only listens to my dad," Latham said, his voice low and a little bored. "Why don’t you go talk to him instead?"

Dorothea pressed her lips together and fell silent. She shouldn't have bothered wasting her breath with him anyway.

Tonight, Scott had asked Latham to bring her home for dinner.

The moment Dorothea stepped inside, she spotted Latham’s famous older brother lounging on the couch. Scott looked polished, almost elegant, his features sharper than Latham’s. He wore silver glasses and carried himself with a kind of icy authority. Just being in the same room as him made it easy to see why Garth was a little scared of his dad.

"Scott," Dorothea said sweetly.

He nodded at her. "Latham told me about what happened yesterday. Thank you."

Then he turned to his son. "Garth, try not to bother Dorothea with this kind of thing next time, alright?"

Garth pouted. "But you weren’t here."

Scott replied coolly, "You know my secretary’s number."

"Alright, that’s enough," Ladd cut in, sounding exasperated. "You’re his dad. You can’t just hand everything off to your secretary. You should spend more time with Garth. That’s what really matters." He huffed. "Or just find him a mom already."

Garth nodded in total agreement, but the second he caught his dad’s stern look, his smile disappeared.

Suddenly, Dorothea realized Latham was way easier to get along with than Scott. Scott was so serious. Who could ever be his wife?

Latham shot her a mischievous look and she quickly ducked her head, focusing on her food.

Scott watched all of this quietly, his gaze unreadable.

After dinner, Garth tugged Dorothea outside to play in the garden.

Scott and Latham stayed behind in the study.

...

Albert had just wrapped up a dinner meeting and, for some reason, couldn’t stop thinking about running into Dorothea at Jim’s school yesterday. He’d figured she’d call and ask him for help by now, but his phone had stayed silent.

He called his sister. "How’s Jim’s injury?"

Ada sounded frustrated, like she’d been waiting to call him. "Albert, this school is just unbelievable. Jim gets hurt and they still want him to apologize! Do you know the principal there? Can you talk to them for me?"

Albert frowned. "The other kid’s parents know the principal?"

Ada sighed. "That’s what I heard. They have a ton of connections. Even Adelina got replaced."

Albert’s eyes narrowed. That kid had called Dorothea ‘Aunt Dorothea.’

So… had Dorothea really landed herself someone powerful?