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“Treat it like you do any business challenge, Jacob. Chloe is using her femininity, sexuality, and your past relationship with her to squeeze out the deal she wants from you.”
“I’m angry about it.”
“I don’t know why it upsets you, sweetheart - this is standard business practice. Men and women are always playing each other.”
“You’ve never done this, Kate… to me or anyone.”
“I’m not Chloe, babe. It’s not my way, but you shouldn’t expect women to be any less devious than men in business. Each of us has their armory, and Chloe’s is aimed at you right now.”
“Can I see your belly, please?”
“Of course, Jacob. Way to change the subject, though.”
I lay on my hotel bed, holding the phone up to see Kate and our baby while we had a video call. Chloe had annoyed me, Travis worried me, and the whole idea of allowing Euclid out of the USA for production damn near scared the shit out of me.