Chapter 106

Chapter 106

Brooklyn

Jolie gasps as I stumble into the house.

"Brooklyn!" she cries, her hands immediately on my arms, steadying me. "Are you alright? What's-"

But as soon as I turn my tear-stained face up to hers, she wraps me in a hug and holds me close. "Oh, baby," she coddles, "don't cry! It's okay! What's wrong?"

I don't say anything for a while, just letting my sister hold me tight while I cry my heart out.

She obliges, shushing me softly and making comfortable noises until I'm finished.

When my tears start to lessen, she gently peels me off her, crouching down to look in my face.

"Brooklyn," she whispers, shaking her head at me in wonder. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

I sniff, wiping at my nose and looking around the house. "Is Dad home?"

She shakes her head. "No, he went out with his buddies. He won't be back for a while."

"Good," I say. "I don't want him to know."

"Know what?" Jolie begs, her eyes going wider with wonder. I can tell she's as intrigued as she is worried. "Come on," I say, taking her hand and nodding towards the couch. "I'll tell you everything-"

"Nooo," she says, digging in her feet and not letting me pull her into the living room. "With tears like that, we're having this talk over vodka.

nod, heading into the living room while she goes to the freezer and

takes her vodka simply, with a twist of lemon, but she adds a little orange juice to mine, knowing

couch, taking a deep breath and

on the other side of the couch, her back against the arm, our

"Well?" she asks.

the crumpled paper at her so that it

Hudson is over," I inform her, my voice dead and expressionless.

Aden to... work for him. Turn Colsen against my dad and towards him. In exchange, you're getting this house. And

eagerly wide. But I just purse my lips and glare

"So sorry that your fake

I whine, kicking her a little. "Can you take this seriously!

I know you weren't pumped about that engagement, so what's

part," I say, covering my eyes with my hand. "I was fine

to the end. "Well," she mutters,

trying to keep my voice even as I

"That's the NDA he wants me to

mouth slowly drops open into an exaggerated O

I almost leap out of my seat when she lets out a convulsive

pumping her hands in the air, the contract flapping as she waves it

has not been

laughter and giving me a pitying took. "You don't get carried out of strip clubs on someone's shoulder just because they think you're a poor stray kitten who

cross my arms defensively across my

But...damn it.

off the table and takes a swig, falling back laughing. “Oh,

nose as I glare at her and grab my own drink off

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