Curves Envy 4 - Curvy Conquest: BBW Billionaire Romance by Scarlett Avery Page A

jeans. I was hoping Candice would have completed her editorial by now on our pills to boost sales even further given the prime target of Sassy magazine’s audience.”
    Oh my God, there’s no remorse in her voice whatsoever. She was willing to let me ingest those pills fully aware they were dangerous.
    “I’m pissed off at all these stupid incidents that keep getting in our way. Now the latest news has gone viral and the police will start looking for the bad guys.”
    What does she mean? Is Jennifer connected to the company behind BoostaSlimz-X30?
    “How the hell do you expect me to keep calm? You’ve been safe in Malaysia since Candice’s parents’ convenient death.”
    What?
    “You’ve said this before about Teddy Westerman. Killing him was going to allow us to lie low and surge back a few years later and make a fortune with the formula he deemed unacceptable for human consumption. You might have gotten rid of him, but what good does it do us now? I told you these pills required more testing. Not once have you mentioned these were potentially deadly, honey.”
    Jesus fucking Christ.
    “Had you not pushed me to give Candy those pills we’d still be undercover. I wanted the money as much as you did. If you really wanted to get rid of her before she turned twenty-five, there were more effective ways than to force me to work with her to keep an eye on her and then convince me to trick her into taking those pills.”
    What does any of this have to do with my next birthday?
    “Quintin, you knew all along that if she took enough of those pills you wouldn’t have to honor the clause in your corporate structure where Teddy names his only daughter as the beneficiary of his shares, which, may I remind you, represent forty percent of your pharmaceutical company. Let’s not forget he also appointed her to sit on the board of directors on his behalf. I told you from day one you were giving him too much, but you refused to listen because you never imagined he’d become a liability.”
    Quintin? As in Quintin Grayson?
    There’s only one person I know named Quintin—my dad’s former business partner at Bio-Cytrax Cosmeceuticals.
    Oh, my God.
    Now I get it. The day my grandparents and I went to the lawyer’s office for the reading of the will, there was an envelope that read, “For Candice on your twenty-fifth birthday.” My grandmother had me place it securely in a safety deposit box along with a few other valuable papers, but it slipped my mind. I haven’t opened that box in years. I didn’t know what was in that envelope, but I surely never imagined it was this. Suddenly Jennifer raises her voice and brings my attention back to the conversation again.
    “Your ass is not on the line like mine is if it gets out I partly own BoostaSlimz, Quintin. No. You’re going to listen to me for a change. I want you to get me out of New York. I want you to wire money to my Cayman Island account, get me two first-class plane tickets to Bali, I want a brand-new home and new ID and papers for me and your son.”
    Wh-what? What does she mean by ‘your son?’
    “Malcolm is the only good thing in my dreadful life here in New York since you’re so far away from me and we can’t see each other too often to avoid raising suspicions. I’m not leaving him behind with a man who’s not his real father. Once Seth realizes Malcolm isn’t his, he’ll turn his back on him and our boy will be left to fend for himself. At least in Bali he’ll be safe and you can start building a fatherly bond with him.”
    Jesus, Jennifer’s son’s father is Quintin and not her husband Seth?
    “Don’t worry about how I’ll break the news to Malcolm about having to leave his so-called dad behind. Let me deal with those details and you worry about the rest. I wish you had taken care of Candy at the same time you took care of her grandmother’s attorney who was snooping around well after the case went cold.”
    Quintin is responsible for the death of