" Your son and my nephew," Margaret said briskly as she cut into her medium rare steak and took a delicate bite ," have something special with this restaurant of his. How is Nigel doing lately? "
Nicholas smiled fondly as he thought of his youngest son. " Very well he's doing. He's been released from hospital today and is under direct orders from myself and Richard to rest himself. I love that young man as much as Alexi and Maxim but he can be too hard of a worker. "
" He takes after his father. " She smiled at him and he smiled right back. " I remember you back in the day. You made your family's company bigger than ever. Through your own blood, sweat and tears. "
And you went legitimate , she wanted to say but didn't because she knew his family's murky past was a difficult subject with him. She also knew that it was the reason her sister had moved on from Nicholas. Matilda didn't mind danger but not on that particular level. Now her , on the other hand, thrived on the mere prospect of danger. Maybe that was why she had been drawn to war zones. Why she continued to fuck with Tony. Literally.
Then her phone rang and she promptly answered it. " Hello," she said with caution because she knew who it was.
" Why are you having lunch with Nicholas Volokouv? ," Tony Angeletti demanded to know.
Her violet eyes narrowed and Nicholas furrowed his brow at that sight. " Why is this your business? "
Tony snapped tersely," Because you are my business. I didn't uproot my entire life and my marriage to have you cheating with an old rich man like him. I have you watched. I thought you were smart enough to realize that. Get up and leave the restaurant. Especially if you truly value that man's life. "
Margaret thinned her lips. Who did this man think he was? Threatening her? Treating her like his personal property? She was not his volatile little spoiled princess wife Dodie. And he would have to learn that. " I doubt that you will do anything to anyone. Your employers wouldn't approve of that since they don't want to revisit that old past of theirs. So perhaps you need to hang up and go take care of your children while allowing me and my guest to enjoy our delightful meal. Goodbye. "
" Margaret," she heard him hissing at her over the phone line just as she hung up.
Nicholas looked hard at her. " Is there an issue, Margie? "
Margaret laughed out loud, resisting the urge to glance around the dining area to scope out the" eyes " on her and Nicholas. " Nothing I can not handle, dear man. Now are you up to the possibility of dessert? I am very much tempted by the apple turnovers on the menu. Or perhaps the raspberry cobbler."
Nicholas smiled gently at her. " Let us get both. I still have a bit of a sweet tooth. And, what about a lovely dessert wine to pair with it ? "
Margaret said smoothly,' A man after my own heart. "
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ODDS OF LOVE SEASON TWELVE
General FictionThe ongoing soap opera about disabled math genius Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their family and friends in the Washington DC Metro area.