Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 77341 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77341 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Maybe. But it’s definitely why I want to shut this computer off, take her in my arms, carry her to my bed, and never let her go. Because even one taste of her is better than none.
“When Dad inked the deal for both the Raptors and the Arrows, he put them in a trust,” Jason says.
Bianca nods. “That’s right.”
Jason’s eyes flip to mine. He doesn’t need to say anything. This is going to be bad.
I give Bianca a gentle squeeze of reassurance and brace for whatever he’s about to unload on us.
“There is an amendment to the trust that was inked six months ago,” Jason says.
Her brows pull together. “I haven’t seen an amendment.”
“The legal team found it while they were readying the new trusts for all Brewer companies,” Gannon says. “It’s a good thing they insisted on it despite Dad losing interest. If they hadn’t—if we had let the old trusts stand—we never would’ve discovered this.”
“What does the amendment say?” Bianca asks.
Jason hesitates. “It says that on your twenty-seventh birthday, you become the sole beneficiary of the Brewer Sports Trust.”
Bianca struggles to process this information. So do I, but I think it’s for different reasons. She’s wondering why her father favored her. I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop. Reid Brewer may be many things, but benevolent he is not.
“Me?” Bianca balks, obviously surprised. “That’s not … that’s not how it’s set up. We’re all the beneficiaries of Brewer Sports. We all inherit them equally.”
Jason takes a deep breath and looks at Gannon.
Gannon leans forward. “The amendment goes on to read that if you’re not married on your twenty-seventh birthday, three-quarters of Brewer Sports goes to Charlie Downing.”
That’s what I was waiting for. Holy shit.
Bianca’s feet fly to the floor, knocking my hand off in the process. She scoots to the edge of the chair. “What? What are you talking about?”
“That’s supposed to be Bobby’s kickback for the work he put in for Dad. Dad is giving Bobby’s son three-quarters of the trust,” Jason says.
The fuck?
I’ve never liked Reid Brewer. He was shady and off-putting from the moment I met him. I couldn’t believe a man like that fathered Jason. But this is beyond anything I could’ve imagined he would’ve attempted.
Fucking over his children to this degree? Wow.
My attention switches to Landry. “Need me to find him?”
His chin sits between his steepled fingers. He shakes his head.
“We would lose control of the trust,” Bianca says, putting the pieces together. “We’d effectively be removed.” She lifts her gaze to her brothers. “What are we going to do?”
My attention meets Jason’s through the screen. We exchange a look, one I’m afraid to name.
“Wait a second,” Bianca says, holding her forehead. “I don’t understand how this would work. I mean, what was Dad going to do if he were still around, and I wasn’t married next month on my birthday? Just not mention it? We would’ve found out one way or another.”
“Bobby would’ve started getting paid on your twenty-seventh birthday, but he would not have any overt power until Dad triggered an action. That action must happen within three years, or it goes to Bobby by default,” Gannon says.
Bianca stands, tugging the shirt down. The fabric drapes over the globes of her ass cheeks, making it clear she doesn’t have anything on under it.
I’m too weak for this. Somebody better save me.
“What’s to say that Dad won't amend it again?” she asks. “Are we certain he hasn’t?”
Gannon nods. “Yes, we’re sure. His ability to change anything ended when Mom enacted her option from Granddad’s bailout. He could’ve before then, but he hasn’t.”
“Can we just void it?” Bianca asks, her voice growing frantic. “I’m assuming we have attorneys on this already.”
“We do,” Jason says. “But it’ll have to go through the legal system, and that—”
“Will take longer than a month,” Jason and Bianca say together.
Bianca laughs in disbelief. “I’m actually shocked. He shocked me. Dad finally went so far that I can’t believe it.”
“We’ll figure it out,” Gannon says. “Just sit tight.”
“Sit tight and hope that the legal department can figure out how to undo this mess when you know Downing is going to fight it tooth and nail?” Bianca asks. “Please forgive my language, Ford, but fuck that.”
Landry smirks.
Bianca sits again, perching on the edge of the chair. “What happens if I’m married? Then what?”
“It looks like Dad didn’t have faith that would happen,” Jason says.
Her back straightens. “What are you saying?”
Jason glances quickly at me. “I’m saying that if you get married, the deal falls through. The amendment stands as is, meaning they get nothing.”
“We’re not sure if they overlooked that option or if Dad expected to be here to keep us from finding out and thereby keeping it from becoming an issue,” Gannon says. “But yes. If you get married, the amendment is essentially void.”