The car was quiet for exactly thirty seconds after they left the Reed estate.
Then Zinnia exploded.
"Alright, start talking. What are you plotting now What's your game?"
Jax leaned back in the plush leather seat, staring out the window. "No game. Just going back to the academy."
"Bullshit." Zinnia's hands gripped the steering wheel tighter. "You don't just give back half of our assets for nothing. What did you really take from my mother?"
"Fifty percent shares after three years. That's it."
"That's it?" Her voice pitched higher. "Do you even understand business? In three years, she could triple the value! You're handing her free capital!"
Jax shrugged. "Maybe I'm just stupid."
"You're not stupid. You're a demon." She glanced at him sharply. "So what is it? Are you playing some long game? Is your mother pulling strings? Are you—"
"Jenny already went through this entire interrogation," Jax interrupted, using the nickname deliberately. "Ask her. I'm too tired to repeat myself."
