Fearless Like Us by Krista Ritchie & Becca Ritchie

Fearless Like Us by Krista Ritchie & Becca Ritchie

Author:Krista Ritchie & Becca Ritchie [Ritchie, Krista & Ritchie, Becca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950165261
Publisher: K.B. Ritchie


THE ROYAL LEAKS

We reveal all the truths about the American Royals. These are verified and come directly from the source.

ROYAL LEAK #1: Ripley Hale needs a bodyguard. Uncertain about who that'll be.

ROYAL LEAK #2: Farrow Hale found a used pregnancy test in the penthouse.

#TodaysLeaks #WhoIsPregnant? #solvethemystery

I go still.

Someone overheard me talking about Ripley, but I can’t recall which room I said baby needs a bodyguard in. But that’s not the biggest shocker. We’re all looking at Farrow.

His eyes are narrowed on the phone. “See, this is fishy as fuck.”

“Why?” I ask.

“Because I found a negative pregnancy test on the bathroom counter, and I said, it’s negative to Maximoff.”

“It was Jane’s,” Thatcher informs us.

Farrow lifts his brows. “So why did the mole leave that shit out?”

It’s half the truth. “To stir up drama,” I say aloud.

Now there’s certain to be speculation about which girl is pregnant in the families. And recently, a leak stated that Sulli went off birth control.

I push my hair back.

Banks says, “Sulli is being set-up.”

Thatcher looks to his brother. “Media could predict Jane. One of the leaks is about us trying to have a baby.”

Banks bows his head, looking upset at either situation.

The same weight bears on the back of my neck, but I have to keep my head upright. To the tailor, I ask, “Can you give us a few minutes?”

He nods and shuffles away.

“That knock knock joke,” I mention, “what Oscar said before about big dick bait—he was onto something.”

“I always am,” Oscar notes.

Farrow’s brows arch like I’ve lost my mind. “It was a knock knock joke, not a guide to the end of a rainbow.”

“Go with me here, Farrow,” I say, running my thumb over my knuckles. “For the first time, the penthouse was just specifically mentioned in a leak, and the tagline hasn’t changed.” I quote, “‘These are verified and come directly from the source.’ Everything still leads back to the penthouse, and we need to ensure that’s the origin. We can bait the mole.”

“With Farrow’s big dick energy,” Donnelly says.

Everyone laughs, and Farrow rolls his eyes with a slight smile.

“No,” I say. “With lies. We have a fake conversation in each room of the house, and we see which lie leaks. Then, I’ll have surveillance come back and sweep the room.”

Oscar nods confidently. “Now, I like this.”

“I hate this,” Thatcher declares off-the-bat.

“Me too,” Farrow says. “What lie do we plan on casting out there that’ll impact our clients? And who do you want to lie because I swear, Akara, if you say Maximoff—”

“It can be about me,” Banks pipes in.

All eyes swerve on him.

“I’m the only bodyguard who’s on the website that has no connection to anyone else,” he explains. “As far as they know, I’m not dating Sulli.”

“That we know of,” I say and shake my head vigorously, not wanting Banks to sacrifice himself, but Farrow is right, I can’t choose a client.

And I’d put myself out there, but the mole hasn’t targeted me, the Oliveira brothers, or Donnelly yet. They may never.



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