Billionaire On Fire: The Complete Series (A Bad Boy Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Claire Adams Page A

all for good."
    "Maybe that's what I'm afraid
of," I muttered as I watched Leo grab a notepad and some pens and move
over to the conference table in the corner of the room.
    "Maybe it is, but if
Vangel or Metzler is going to release the information, you've really got
nothing to lose at this point, do you?" he said as he began sketching out
a diagram for how we could break the news and maintain control of the flow of
information.
    Two hours later, I looked up
from the rough draft of the report we'd created and, for the first time in a
very long time, I smiled at the prospect of telling people what was going on in
my life.    I’d told Leo a million times
that we should hire a PR person to do this work, but he insisted that we were
better able to handle our own PR and, besides, he didn’t trust anyone who was
able to spin the story better than he was able to.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    CHAPTER
TWELVE
    Alex

 
    I hadn't heard anything from Cam for several
days, but since my schedule was filled with studying and ER shifts, I didn't
give it a whole lot of thought. Or if I did, I knew there wasn't anything I
could do about it. My studies came first, and with graduation in sight, I had
to keep my eye on the prize.
    Liz and I were scheduled to
work the late shift in the ER on Friday after having been absent for a few days,
so we'd whipped up a batch of enchiladas for the staff and brought dinner in
for everyone. There was a great deal of appreciation in addition to the
comments about Liz's new dye job and what role that had played in the enchilada
making. After all the fussing over the sink, I'd managed to turn Liz into a
platinum blond with blue tips on the ends of her hair. We weren't sure how Mrs.
Rikka was going to respond to the change in her charge's hair color, but we
figured that at worst, we'd argue that Liz was going for hospital pride by
matching her hair to her scrubs.
    Around seven, Mrs. Rikka
toured the ER on her nightly rounds, and in tow she had Violet, Jessica and
Lydia. Liz and I exchanged looks as the girls followed Mrs. Rikka into the exam
rooms and emerged making notes about the condition of each room.
    "Now, ladies, you'll see
that every well-run ER needs someone who is deeply invested in ensuring that it
is stocked and ready to go," she lectured as she walked around the nurses
station. "And in every ER you'll also notice that there are people
designated to be the stockers."
    Mrs. Rikka looked at Liz and
I pointedly as she explained the way in which it was best to approach assigning
jobs in the ER. It took her a few moments, but when it registered, she turned
and exclaimed, "Elizabeth Banks, what have you done to your hair?"
    "I dyed it," Liz
said in a voice she would have used with a small child.
    "I can see that,"
Mrs. Rikka sniffed. "Why on earth would you use such an unnatural
color?"
    "Oh, it's the rage with
all of the scholarship students," Violet interjected as she stared coldly
at Liz. "You know, when they can't make their academic mark, they aim
lower for shock value."
    "Not really sure how
much lower one could get than that 80s hairstyle, you sport, Vi," Liz said
in an exaggeratedly cheerful voice. "But keep digging!"
    "Ladies!" Mrs.
Rikka exclaimed. "Enough! This is a hospital not a school yard, and I'll
not have you fighting in front of patients and staff!"
    "I'm sorry," Violet
said but I could tell she wasn't at all by the way she nudged Jessica and Lydia
and then gave Liz a nasty little grin.
    "If she leaves me alone,
we won't have any problems," Liz said flashing a big grin at the trio.
"But they're always starting something."
    "Miss Baker, I don't
care who's starting what, I will not have fights in my hospital, is that
clear?" Mrs. Rikka asked.
    "Crystal," Liz
nodded as she turned toward me and rolled her eyes. Then asking in a sweet
voice, "Shall we get back to work, Mrs. Rikka?"
    "Yes, please do,"
the supervisor responded as she motioned for the other girls