Since I didn’t believe him, I check my email. There are multiple ones from employees where I automatically replied back saying I would be out of town for business at Dreamland.
My father wasn’t lying after all. Iris fucked up astronomically, and now I’m stuck trying to fix the mess she made.
As if she senses my darkening mood, she tugs on my sleeve. “I need to use the restroom.”
I’m hesitant to leave my father alone with the Yakuras, but it seems like I don’t have much of a choice as Iris drags me away. She leads us toward the nearby restroom area, out of sight from the others.
“This isn’t going well.”
“Really? What gave it away?” I ask with a dry voice.
“This doesn’t feel right. I think we need to step back and regroup before it explodes in our faces.”
“I’m not about to run away from something difficult because it doesn’t feel right.” My voice carries a bit more bite than intended.
Her brows pull together. “Your father is up to something.”
“I appreciate your concern, but I didn’t ask you to come here so you could waste your time analyzing my father, seeing as he wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for you.”
“What?” She rears back.
“He told me about the automatic email replies you set up for me.”
“So what? I always do those. It’s company policy—”
I cut her off. “What good is company policy if I might not have a damn company to run in a year because of this?”
She winces.
Calm down before you say something you’ll really regret.
I take a deep breath and try to recalibrate, but with how everything is going today, I feel beyond flustered. All because my father found out about my trip from the one person I trusted to handle all this.
Now isn’t the time to get into it with her.
I shut my eyes to avoid looking at her face. “I think you should go.” It was a mistake to drag her into this.
“You’re joking.”
“It’s for the best. You’re nothing but a distraction that I don’t have time for right now.”
Her mouth drops open. “A distraction? All I’ve done is try to help you.”
“Your job description says you’re supposed to alleviate problems, not cause them.”
She takes a step back like I physically slapped her. “That isn’t fair.”
“Neither is life. Get over it.”
Her eyes have a sheen to them that wasn’t present a minute ago. “I think you’re making a mistake if you keep going today. If I were you, I would end it, circle back tomorrow, and see if you can meet with Yakura privately. He is more observant than you give him credit for.”
“As much as I have appreciated your input up until this point, I’m the boss. I can determine whether or not I should continue.”
“We’re supposed to be a team.”
“We are, but every team has a leader, and it’s not you.”
She sucks in a breath. The noise acts like a needle against the pressure building inside my chest. I’m hit with a strong wave of guilt.
Be better than him.
I reach out to cup her cheek, but she steps back.
“No. You don’t get to touch me right now.”
Her rejection slices against my thinning resolve. “So, is this how it’s going to be? You’re going to punish me whenever you don’t get your way?
What’s next, withholding sex because I did something stupid like comment on your job performance?”
Her eyes narrow. “That’s not my issue with you and you know it.”
“Then what is your problem?”
“You don’t trust me—not entirely that is. If you did, then you would listen to me because I’ve spent two years helping you build this project from the ground up. I don’t want you to ruin it because you’re not thinking rationally. Today isn’t about beating your father or trying to talk over him.
It’s about showing Yakura that you will put family first, regardless of your personal feelings because it’s in the best interest of the company.”
“I trusted your shitty plan and you failed, so don’t lecture me on trust when you’re the one to blame for my father being here in the first place. If you were as good at your job as you say you are, none of this would have ever happened.”
Her eyes widen and she takes a step back but stumbles. When my arm shoots out to help her, she flinches.
Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.