Chapter 40

Curtis kept his eyes on the documents in front of him, tapping his fingers lightly on the desk in a steady rhythm. When Noah raised his question, Curtis didn't respond right away. Instead, he lifted his gaze just slightly. "Stick to the plan. The contract's fine. Have it signed." There was more going on than he was ready to explain. This project was his way in-deeper into the core of Stockton Group. Sometimes you have to play the long game to catch the big fish. The real chessboard wasn't in the text of any contract, but in all the tangled interests and old debts hidden beneath it all. Noah picked up on Curtis's unwillingness to elaborate and got the hint. "I get it. I'll take care of the signing right away." ***** Afternoon. Delia set her utensils down, dabbing her lips with a napkin. Time to head to the old family villa. Walking into the dressing room, she didn't linger-just picked a clean-cut Chanel suit, nothing flashy. Her hair was tied in a low bun, a few strands loose by her nec