Chapter 40

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PETE POV

"Maybe you can talk sense into him," Enzo greeted me when I stepped into Vegas's hospital room two days after my wedding blew up.

Vegas was trying to pull a hoodie over his head but his bandages and the injuries covered by it made it difficult. I handed Enzo a cup of coffee, which I'd brought him yesterday as well. "What's going on?"

"Vegas decided to release himself from the hospital against the explicit orders of the doctors."

Vegas finally managed to shove one arm into a sleeve and gave his father an annoyed look. "Vegas is a grownup and prefers to heal at home."

I headed over to him and gave him a peck. Kissing him in front of others still felt strange but at the same time so wonderfully freeing. "Isn't it too risky?"

Vegas waved me off. "I can handle it."

I helped him into his hoodie, knowing full well it was useless to argue with him if he'd made up his mind. He was stubborn as a mule.

"Not to mention that Saengtham requires my help to contain the scandal Pete and he mother caused," he said with a wink at me.

"Excuse me? You were involved in the scandal too."

"But I would have chosen a better moment to stop the wedding."

"I doubt it," Enzo and I said simultaneously. We exchanged a look and smile. My heart expanded, glad he and I were finally making peace.

"What do you mean, my dad needs you?" I asked. Dad hadn't mentioned anything to me, which probably meant it was risky or something he considered dishonorable.

But the Clarks were furious and refused to talk so we needed to act. Marco had ignored all of my calls and texts.

Vegas gave me a grim smile. "I'll help him handle the Clarks."

Enzo's expression pinched with disapproval.

"How?" I asked. "You can't kill all of them."

Vegas lightly pinched my butt. Luckily the angle hid it from Enzo or I would have died from embarrassment. I slanted Vegas a warning look, which he answered with a smirk. "I could, but I won't."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"The photos you took when you caught me with Dolora Clark, I downloaded them to my cloud in case I ever needed them."

"Pervert."

He smirked but quickly became serious again.

Realization widened my eyes. "You're going to blackmail her?"

He nodded. "She'll do anything to prevent that scandal."

"But she doesn't strike me as a woman who holds enough power over her husband to talk him out of plotting revenge."

"She isn't, but I'll try my luck."

"If she can't convince Maximo we can still blackmail him with the photos. He can't risk a divorce at this point in his career, especially one following such a scandal."

"You're as cunning as you are gorgeous."

"And you're prone to causing scandals."

"As are you, cherie." He shrugged, then pulled me against him and kissed me again. "Let me talk to Dolora now."

Enzo excused himself, obviously uncomfortable with Vegas's display of affection. My cheeks heated. I cleared my throat.

"Don't let me stop you. If my dad thinks the plan is worth pursuing, then we should give it a try."

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