Bluegrass Obsession (The Bluegrass Billionaire Trilogy #2) by Alice Ward & Jessica Blake

Author:Alice Ward & Jessica Blake [Ward, Alice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-04-12T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THREE

Worth

Jervis was obviously very proud of his building. It seemed to take precedence over even his healthy practice. Some men were like that. When they couldn’t get it to rise, they built one. Poor slob. He was missing the good stuff. At least he had good taste in his hired help. Some prime ass on four-inch stiletto hooves. This was going to be like shooting fish in a barrel.

Jervis showed me his office, a testament to himself. Asshole. Did he really think anyone gave a shit? People cared about nothing but themselves, and as soon as they handed you a check, they owned you. All he’d done was frame his stupidity.

“This,” Jervis pushed open a heavy door that swung easily on specially-fitted hinges, “is the waiting room for your patients.”

I walked around Jervis and surveyed the small room. “Could use a bit of updating,” I commented and saw him flinch.

“Well, we had designers in, but I admit, it was maybe five years ago. You’re free to personalize as you wish, of course.” Jervis’ voice proved he felt stung. I knew he wanted the entire building to reflect his sense of taste, but I’d never been one to take another man’s preferences as my own.

I moved to the next door that, logically, led to my inner office and consultation room. It was a larger version of the waiting room, and I had to restrain myself from wiping my hand off on my thigh. “Thank you, Dr. Jervis, this will do quite nicely. I’ll just update a few things and will have it done this week. I’ll begin seeing patients next week.”

“Wonderful, my boy, wonderful. I’ll begin referring all the new patients to your capable hands.” Jervis sounded relieved and excited at the same time. He was, in essence, increasing his patient load at my expense.

“Dr. Jervis,” I said as I closed the door behind me.

“Yes, my boy?” Jervis’ hand was petting his beard, his pathetic attempt at a Freudian impression.

“Perhaps you could refrain from calling me ‘boy?’ My name is Dr. LaViere, and as a matter of fact, I believe in terms of education, I outrank you but we won’t quibble.”

Jervis stopped, his back to me and I knew he was bristling. I saw him force his shoulders to relax and knew he’d opted for diplomacy and increased revenue over pride. He really was pathetic. He nodded and left, moving out into the lobby and across to his own offices. The door shut firmly, but not angrily behind him. He recognized that his days as top dog were numbered. Soon, he would be nothing more than a name in front of the building, and maybe not even that.

***

I phoned Jeremy. “You son-of-a-bitch, how are you?” I poked the moment he answered.

“Jackass,” he muttered in a mocking voice. Jeremy didn’t waste time on the formalities any more than I did. Maybe that’s why we got along so well.

“This is a professional call, I’ll have you know.” I used my business voice.

“Indeed? What’s up?” He was curious.

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