The Boss's Daughter. Leigh Michaels
cut sharply across the remaining party conversation.
Rex Maxwell glared at Amy, but his voice was mild, almost pacifying. “The possibility came up,” he admitted. “I didn’t say yes or no.”
He was lying, and Amy knew it. The glare he’d sent her way told her that he and Gavin had seriously discussed the sale—but Rex Maxwell had never consulted his wife about it.
She felt unsteady on her feet, as if the apartment tower had suddenly begun swaying in a high wind.
Now it made sense that Gavin’s note had mentioned only the husband. The only remaining question was whether he had known his friend was working behind his wife’s back. Had he even suspected it, or had he been as innocent as Amy herself?
Not that it mattered now what Gavin might have known, because the cat was most definitely out of the bag.
It was too bad the apartment tower was entirely air-conditioned and the windows were all the tightly sealed sort, Amy thought. Because right now would be a perfect time to throw herself out of one.
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