<b>Chapter </b><b>234 </b>
<b>Chapter </b><b>23</b><b>: </b>When devious nse together.
Vanessa walked proudly into HT–<b>Corp </b>holding <b>a </b>folder in her hand. The contents were filled with different blueprints and designs for houses, townhomes, and condos<b>. </b><b>Each </b>design had a unique re that she was sure would catch her brother’s attention. After <b>bumping </b><b>into </b>that buffoon of a woman at <b>that </b>café, Vanessa told herself these documents were owed to her <b>as </b>payback <b>for </b>spilling hertte<b>. </b>
<b>As </b>she grew closer to his <b>office</b><b>, </b>Vanessa <b>could </b>hear Christian speaking with someone on the phone.
<i>“</i><i>So </i>do you <i>have </i>a <i>location </i>for <i>him </i>or not<i>??</i>”
<i>“</i><i>The </i>rebelle Inn…<i>that’s </i><i>where </i>he is now<i>? </i><i>Or </i>where <i>he </i><i>was</i><b>?</b><b><i>” </i></b>
Vanessa’s heart instantly fell<b>; </b>The rebelle Inn is where Tillman had been staying. Vanessa began to panic<b>; </b>how the hell did he <b>find </b>him <b>so </b>fast! Jamie had someone create a fake name, ID, and new social number for Tillman to make hiding him easier. But no matter what<b>, </b><b>it </b>seemed Christian’s resources were better! Pulling out her cell, she immediately texted Jamie.
<b><i>[</i></b><i>Jamie </i>I <i>thought </i><b>you </b><i>said </i><b><i>the new </i></b>ID <i>would </i><b><i>stop </i></b><b><i>Chris </i></b><i>from </i><i>finding </i><b><i>Tillman</i></b><b><i>!</i></b><b><i>] </i></b>
<b>[</b><b><i>What </i></b><b><i>the hell </i></b><b><i>are </i></b><b>you </b><i>talking </i><b><i>about</i></b><b><i>?</i></b><b><i>] </i></b>
<b><i>[</i></b><b><i>TILLMAN! </i></b><b><i>Christian’s </i></b><b><i>men </i></b><b><i>located </i></b><b><i>him </i></b><i>at </i><b><i>rebelle’s</i></b><b><i>! </i></b><b><i>I </i></b><b><i>thought </i></b><b>you </b><i>said </i><b><i>he </i></b><b><i>wouldn’t </i></b><b><i>be </i></b><i>found </i><i>with </i><b><i>the </i></b><b><i>new </i></b><b><i>ID</i></b><b>!</b><b><i>] </i></b><fnd273> Get full chapters from fι?dnοvel</fnd273>
Jamie stared at his phone with an irritated expression. It was bing extremely costly as well as exhausting to continuously hide Tillman. Christian’s team was extremely efficient, it would only be a matter of time before they actually found him or before Christian would notice the paper trail. To make matters worse, Vanessa was bing extremely demanding as if this whole entire thing WASN’T her <b>fault</b><b>! </b>Jamie found himself wondering if this was how Josie felt when she went to prison in ce of Vanessa.
<b>[</b><b><i>Hello</i></b><b>!! </b>Are <b>you there</b><b><i>?] </i></b>
Jamie knew they only had one other choice<b><i>. </i></b>
<b><i>[</i></b><b><i>Vanessa</i></b><b><i>…</i></b><b>we’re </b>going to <b><i>have </i></b>to tell <b>Christian</b><b>.</b><b>] </b>
<b>Vanessa’s </b>eyes darkened <b>as </b>she read thetest text from Jamie. Was he out <b>of </b>his fucking mind! How could she tell Christian <b>the </b><b>truth </b><i>NOW</i>! Vanessa became agitated; how hard could it be to hide someone! Taking several deep breaths <b>as </b><b>if </b><b>to </b><bpose </b><b>herself</b><b>; </b><b>Vanessa’s </b>innocent mask slipped back on as she texted her <b>response</b><b>. </b>
<b>[</b>Jamie<i>…</i><i>I </i><b><i>think </i></b><b><i>you’re </i></b><b><i>right</i></b><b><i>! </i></b><b><i>We </i></b><i>should </i><b><i>definitely </i></b>tell <i>Chris</i><b><i>. </i></b><b><i>Maybe </i></b>he cane <i>up </i><b>with </b>a <i>better </i><b><i>n </i></b><b>to </b><i>hide </i>Tillman<i>. </i><i>I </i><i>should </i><b>never </b>
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<b>have </b><i>put </i>this <b><i>type </i></b><b>of </b>pressure <b>on </b><b>you </b>in the <i>first </i>ce<b>.</b><b><i>] </i></b>
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Jamie stared at the message for several minutes before responding. Because he was the younger brother, no one truly expected anything great from him. He’d spent his entire life living in Christian’s shadow. The only person that ever made him feel like he wasn’t just the second rated brother was Vanessa; and now she was starting to lose her faith in him too.
<b>[</b><b><i>That </i></b><b>won’t </b>be necessary<b>….</b>I’ll <b>figure </b>something <i>out</i>.<b>] </b>
A devious grinned spread across Vanessa’s face. She knew throwing Christian in Jamie’s face would make him reconsider. She’d known for a long time that Jamie was inferior to Christian. Over the years<b>, </b>she’d used his inferiority to her advantage.
<b><i>[</i></b><b><i>Whatever </i></b><i>you </i><b><i>think </i></b>is <b><i>best </i></b>big <b><i>brother</i></b><b>! </b><b>I </b><b><i>trust </i></b><b>you</b><b>! </b><b>I’m </b><i>about </i><b>to </b>head into <b><i>Chris</i></b>‘ office <b>to </b><i>show </i><b><i>him </i></b><b><i>my </i></b><b><itest </i></b><i>sketches</i><i>.</i><b><i>] </i></b>
[<b>good </b><i>luck</i><i>! </i><b>I </b>know <b><i>they’re </i></b><i>beautiful</i><i>! </i><i>Don’t </i>worry <i>about </i><i>Tillman</i><i>, </i>I’ll <i>take </i><b>care </b><b>of </b><b><i>everything</i></b><b><i>.</i></b><b>] </b>
[ I <b><i>love </i></b>you<i>!!!</i><b><i>] </i></b>
<b><i>[</i></b><b><i>Love </i></b><i>you </i><b>too </b><i>little </i><i>sister</i><b><i>!</i></b><b><i>] </i></b>
Vanessa turned eagerly towards Christian’s office; it was time to solidify her role as heiress and head of the Designing department.
Knock. Knock.
Vanessa gently knocked on Christian’s door just as he was finishing up his call.
<i>“</i><i>Come </i><i>in</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
“<i>Hey </i>big brother…got a <i>minute</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Vanessa poked her head through the door sporting her shy and most innocent look.
“Of <i>course</i><i>. </i><i>Come </i><i>on </i><i>in</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Vanessa took a seat at Christian’s desk as she feigned nervousness while holding two of the six sketches she’d stolen from the girl at the <b>café</b><b>. </b>
“<i>What </i><i>can </i>I <i>do </i><i>you </i>
<i>Ness</i><b>?</b>”
As if afraid of what he might say; Vanessa slid the folder gently onto his desk<b>. </b>
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“Well…as you know I <i>left </i>work <i>early </i>yesterday so <i>that </i>I could <i>try </i>and brainstorm.”
Christian’s brows furrowed, after Vanessa left his office the day before; he’d found himself feeling guilty. Perhaps he had been too hard <b>on </b>her. She’d worked so hard over the past four years trying to prove herself and the <b>first </b>thing he did was throw some phantom designer in her face. He’d nned on apologizing that evening, but he when he got home she wasn’t there.
“Ness…about <i>yesterday</i><i>; </i>1-”
<i>“</i>No! <i>Chris</i><i>! </i><i>I </i>don’t <i>want </i>you to <i>apologize</i><i>! </i><i>You’re </i><i>right</i>! I <i>haven’t </i><i>been </i><i>giving </i>my <i>best</i><i>. </i><i>My </i>work hasn’t been what it used to be.<i>” </i>
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