Chapter Forty-Seven

“Tina, you don’t understand.”

“What don’t I understand, Bette?”

“You don’t understand that she’s a lot more pissed off then she was an hour ago.”

“You think I can’t handle her?”

“Not with someone that berserk. You are planning to piss her off even more, T. It’s best if I be there when that happens.”

“So you think you’re the only one to calm her?”

“I’m pretty sure your plan isn’t to calm her down, T.”

“Let me do this Bette.”

I pause and hold back my frustration.

“Let me do this for us.”

“At least let Kit go with you.”

“Why?”

“Because she’s always someone I can trust to keep you safe when I’m not around.”

“Alright. Fine, I’ll get Shane to take care of Angie.”

“Tina please, watch yourself. She might not act the way I’m saying but I do know how pissed she can get.” I say.

“Don’t worry, Bette. I will be ok.”

“I love you, Tina.”

“And I love you too, Bette.”

“Call me right away.”

“I will.”

I hang up the phone, throw my head back and look at the ceiling as I let a huge sigh escape me.

My body then jumps in a fright as a knock comes banging on my door.

I quickly stand to my feet and make my way towards the door.

“Peggy.”

“I’m guessing you got a call from Tina.” She says.

“Yes. Look Peggy, this is also your gallery. You call the shots just as much as I do.” I say crossing my arms and looking down at the ground.

“Then let’s do it. Let’s get those papers faxed up, signed, and faxed to your wife and my daughter.”

My head lifts. “So you’re onboard with this?”

“Yes, let’s see how much of a fight Ms.Wentworth kicks up.”

“Ok then.” A smile pulls across my face.

“Carlos.” Peggy shouts.

The door opens and her servant/male guard walks through the door.

“You know what to do, get those papers and bring them to me right away.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” He nods his head.

“God, I love my men.”

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Tina’s POV

“Thanks so much for watching her, Shane.” I say.

“It’s not a problem, TK. So what exactly is on the go?”