Dear Myrtle Cove by KD Jennings

Author:KD Jennings [Jennings, KD]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

King

I glare at myself in the mirror, adjusting the cuff links to my new tailored suit. Black with faint light gray lines complimenting my dress shirt. I plan on going to this event for only as long as I need to. I hate being in front of the cameras and, most importantly, flaunting the insane amounts of money these wealthy fucks put toward any charity they can brag about later. I read over the email I was sent regarding the event. A list of organizations.

We are donating to Doc Masterson’s family. A member of the board for as long as I can remember. He died suddenly, battling cancer on and off for years. They are doing the event now in honor of him. His family will receive a vast sum from the company. Anything we can do to help them through this difficult time.

I know it sounds sanctimonious and hypocritical. Rich people throwing more money on top of the problem as a solution. I know we should do more. The company knows that deep down as well. Which is why Angus and I will pay a visit to the family. Getting to know them more consolidates that connection and shows respect.

I finally arrive in Cedar Ridge, a four-hour drive, and the memories come back instantly. Lincoln, Lainey, and I used to come here for the winter to stay in their father’s cabin when he was around. Shit. I can’t stop thinking about her, let alone my best friend, who I miss.

I hate how everything ended. Angus doesn’t know anything about the topic other than the love of my life had to leave me for good reason. He also knows how important she was to me. How important she still is to me.

As I exit the car, the paparazzi swarms me at the entrance. I see that Richie Gilletti has spared no expense in hosting this event. I take it all in, my eyes skimming the elaborate home. The Village Squire is a mansion of an estate that is home to five acres of vineyards. It exudes the charm of Spanish design. Terracotta tiles line the driveway in intricate detailing.

The interior of the home conveys a harmonious opulence, a testament to history. The high ceilings, affluent chandeliers, and modern checkered floors are a sight. Floor-to-ceiling windows show the breathtaking views of the vineyards. I head outside to the party, where everyone has swarmed around on the cobblestone by the endless rows of grapevines in the main courtyard.

Delicate flowers, litter railings, and the ground. An enormous pool in the center of the walkways. There’s a winding staircase that leads down to the tents of the main area, music filling my ears at every corner. It’s stunning, really. He did a damn good job.

“King Warner? Is that you?” I pivot on my heels in the direction of the familiar voice. Trisha grabs my arm. She was an old assistant of Angus’s way back when. He’d fucked her and then fired her after she got a little too clingy.

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