Settling the Score — Episode 7

If Miss finds out, no one will find out. Iris pulled out her phone and turned the screen toward her. A transfer record, $50,000. Even if they do, my dad will believe me over anyone else.

Once this is done, that's two years of your son's tuition. And if you dare say no, you don't need to show up for work tomorrow. I stepped back. The stairs were unlit. In my pajama pocket, the recorder's red light glowed in the dark.

Back in my room, I called Gabriel. Dad, is there anyone reliable in New York? There's someone. Your cousin Adrian. He runs a security company in New York.

Pretty much all the banquet security in that area goes through him. I'll have him add you. I have a cousin. He held you when you were a baby.

Claire, is something actually happening? Not yet, but it's coming. Keep it in your back pocket, then. Whether you use it is up to you.

But you need people to know you're not standing there alone. Oh, you're Uncle Edmund's son in El City, too. You two should meet up sometime. Soon after, a friend request came through.

Richard's birthday was held in the Great Hall of Bennett Manor. The living room was packed with guests. Iris, in a custom navy gown, stayed at Richard's side making toast. Sweet-tongued, she had several of the wives laughing. She spotted me coming down the stairs and walked over with a glass of champagne, looking me up and down.