Chapter 43

Spencer floored the gas pedal all the way to Dorsey International, and when he reversed to park beneath the towering edifice, he scraped a Lamborghini that was just pulling into the spot next door.

Recognizing the familiar license plate, his brow furrowed with irritation as he stepped out of the car. Of all the rotten luck, he just had to run into this jinx!

A petite girl emerged from the other vehicle, her nose adorned with designer shades, her skin so smooth it almost glared in the sunlight. She glanced up at the imposing Dorsey Tower, slid her sunglasses off, and let out a sharp whistle that cut through the hustle and bustle of the crowd before tossing them carelessly back into her car.

The tattoos covering her exposed, pale arms belied her girlish demeanor, giving her an air of rebelliousness.

Upon s

seeing Spencer, she turned and greeted him with a casual swagger. “Spencer.”

tank, slung

from Maxie, and that Brielle

indulged daughter of Victoria, the Dorsey family’s fourth daughter, notorious for her extravagant spending and for cycling through boyfriends like seasonal outfits. She was the black sheep of the capital’s elite, her reputation

on the rose tattoos adorning her arm, his expression souring. “Who told

got back from the family estate. Uncle Ryan’s getting an earful

further entanglement, Spencer made to head

for a tow to the garage and flashed a toothy grin at Spencer. ‘I’m actually headed up to see Maxie too. Let’s

eyes at the sight of her dressed so inappropriately, daring to strut in front of Max

time for executive meetings; making a scene now would only put him further in

top floor, Tiffanie stepped out first, her familiarity with the place evident as she headed

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