Written by: Dallas Walsh

Kent Blackmore paces back and forth in the main office of Blackmore Ltd. His mind is racing over the fact that on Christmas Day, he was served with a sexual harassment lawsuit from Quinn Cunningham, as they made love, right on the desk that he is pacing next too. He never imagined that she would sue him after they had sex as he had assumed that she, like him, enjoyed their time together. Now, he's faced with a lawsuit that could hurt both himself and his company greatly.

Immediately after he was served with the papers, he was paid a visit by Dyhannah Cooper, who revealed to him that she could make the lawsuit go away, if he agreed to help her with her quest to get revenge on the Rockwell's. He has no idea how she can make the lawsuit go away, but he knows that he doesn't want to help her with her plans because, the last time he helped her, Dyhannah was arrested, and Kent barely escaped his own set of charges.

"I have to figure out, exactly, what the hell happened here," he whispers to himself as he moves to the bar and pours himself a stiff drink. "I will not let this damn lawsuit hurt my company; I've worked too hard and for too long to let anything hurt Blackmore Ltd."

He turns when he hears the door to his office open. He takes a quick drink of his brandy when he sees Quinn moving inside the room. "Good, you came."

Quinn purses her lips together as she looks back at her lover. "I can only imagine what this is about, Kent."

Kent chuckles back to her. "I thought you enjoyed our…uh…session together," he replies to her as he crosses his muscular arms across his chest.

"I don't think I should speak about that," she tells him. "I know that you're wondering about the lawsuit."

"Your damn straight I am wondering about it!" he barks back at her. "What the hell are you thinking?"

Quinn sighs heavily. "All I can say is that, well, I, I was forced into this, Kent. Had it been up to me, I wouldn't have filed the lawsuit, but here we are."

Kent uneasily nods back to her. "I appreciate your honesty, Quinn. I never wanted to make you feel uncomfortable, I hope you know that."

"I was anything but uncomfortable when we made love," she winks back to him. "Look, I need to get going, I'll be at that meeting later?"

"Yea, sounds good. I have to make some phone calls anyways."

***

MacKenzie Rockwell moves into the living room of the Rockwell mansion and makes a beeline towards the bar as he is desperate for a drink before he heads to Rockwell Mining, as he still has million things to do with the Pink Roses launch. As he pours himself a scotch, he can't help but think about Sabine Andrews, who left town right before Christmas to see if she can get surgery to remove her scar that she obtained while she was in Moscow, when acid hit her face. He knows that she was feeling very insecure about the scar, and before she left, she instructed him not to wait for her.

"I am surprised that you're not at the office already," Lydia Rockwell says as she moves into the living room and sees her former husband pouring a drink.

Mac turns to face her with a sly grin on his face. "I thought a scotch would calm my nerves before I go in," he chuckles back to her. "I do my best work when I have that warm buzz between the ears."

"Don't I know that to be true," she replies to him. "Over the years, you have come up with your best ideas that way."

"The good news is that the Pink Roses launch is coming along nicely," he replies to her. "I don't have to come up with any new ideas, I just have to ensure they are all executed well."

"That gives us a few minutes to talk then," Lydia purses her lips together as she moves closer to him. "I've wanted to talk to you about the kiss we shared on Christmas Day.

Mac arches his eyebrow back to her as he recalls how Lydia kissed him. "I don't think there's anything to discuss, Lydia," he tells her quickly. "The truth is, we were caught up on the special day, and you were standing under the mistletoe, remember?"

Lydia gulps heavily. "Yes, of course," she tells him. "That's all it was."

***

Cole Rockwell paces back and forth outside of the country club. He takes a deep breath and lets the fresh, spring, air into his lung as he knows that he is about to tell the women in his life, Madison Stewart and Celeste Baldwin, that he is close to making a decision about whom he wants to spend his life with. He knows that he was, thin close, to reuniting with Celeste, but right before Christmas, Madi returned to town and dropped a bombshell on him: he fathered her son, Rocky. After a DNA test confirmed this, Cole was rattled that he was a father and had no idea what his future held. He hates that he missed close to six months of his son's life. But he also knows that being a father shouldn't dictate his future romances.

"I have to tell them that I just need a few more days and then I can make up my mind," he tells them. "Do I want to be with the woman that I've loved for so many years, or the mother of my child? Either way, I am going to break someone's heart."

He turns and quickly moves inside the country club and ushers himself towards the dining room, where he sees Madi and Celeste sitting across from one another. He arches his eyebrow, surprised that they are, seemingly, getting along as the women have a long, sorted history of not liking one another.

"Ladies, thanks for coming," Cole announces as he sits down at the table next to the women. "I know this isn't conventional, but I wanted to have this discussion just once."

"We assumed that this had to do with the fact that the DNA test confirmed that Rocky is your, I mean our, son," Madi purses her lips together before she slyly grins over at Cole and then Celeste.

"It does to an extent," Cole nods back to her. "The fact of the matter is, right before you came back to town, I was on the verge of reuniting with Celeste. I can't deny that the truth about Rocky threw me for a loop and my mind has been racing ever since."

"Cole, please," Celeste starts to plead with him. "Don't let this ruin our chance at happiness! We can still be together, and you be a wonderful father to Rocky."

"I've been thinking long and hard about this," Cole reveals to them. "And I am still doing some soul searching but I wanted you to know, to both know, that I am close t making my decision and when I do, you will be the first to know."

***

"I can't get over how big Rocky is getting so quickly," Chase Cooper chuckles as he moves into the living room of the Blackmore mansion, where he spies Vivian Blackmore about to pour herself a glass of wine. He knows that having Rocky, and Madi, back in town has been the saving grace for him since his son, Deacon Cooper, was killed in Moscow. He felt so depressed after learning about Deacon's demise, he has been grateful to have more family, including Vivian, in his corner while he grieves his son, especially since his former fiancé, Dyhannah Cooper, told him that they wouldn't be getting back together.

"You and me both," Vivian purses her lips back to him. "I know he has been a beacon of light for you in these dark times."

"The loss of a child is not something I don't think I will get over," Chase admits to her. "You know that all too well; there was a time when you thought Houston died in the car accident all those years ago."

Vivian shakes her head remembering how she felt when she believed her son was dead. "It was the worst feeling in the world," she tells him. "That's why I've been trying to be there for you as much as possible, Chase. You know that I'm here, right?"

"I do," Chase looks into her eyes. "It is why…it's why I kissed you on Christmas Eve."

"How could I forget that?" she chuckles back to him. "And with both of us being single, maybe it's time we finally got this right?"

"I'm willing to try if you are?" Chase asks her quickly.

Before Vivian can respond, Chase's phone starts ringing. He pulls it from his pocket and looks at the number on the screen with an arched eyebrow.

"I should get this," Chase tells Vivian, before he answers the call. "Chase Cooper."

Chase looks back at Vivian in surprise as he listens to the phone call. He nods back to himself. "Yes, I understand. I'll be there as soon as I can. Yes, yes, thank you."

"What was that all about?" Vivian asks him as her curiosity take over.

"It was a detective based out of Moscow," Chase reveals to her. "They have…they have Deacon's belongings," he whispers to her as he tries not to get choked up. "I…I need to go to Moscow to get my son's final items."

"Then I'll go with you," Vivian grabs his hand and kisses it. "I just told you that I'm here for you, and I meant it, Chase. Together, we will go to Moscow and get Deacon's remains, okay?"

***

A short time later, Chase and Vivian stand in front of the fireplace in the living room of the Blackmore mansion while Dyhannah, Madi and Houston Blackmore all hover by the sofa, wondering why they were summoned to the estate.

"Thank you all for coming so quickly," Chase says as he looks at the small crowd. "I'm sure you're all wondering why you're here today."

"I have a lot to do today, so can we please just cut to it?" Dyhannah sighs back to her former fiancé.

"Very well," Chase nods back to her. "This is about Deacon, our son, Dyhannah," he continues to tell her.

"Deacon?" she asks as she looks at Madi and then at Houston. "What about him?"

"I got a call, just a few minutes ago," he tells her. "It was from the police in Moscow; they have his remaining belongings, so Vivian and I, we are going to Moscow to get them. That is, of course, unless you want to come with me?"

Dyhannah feels her eyes swell with water at the thought of someone getting her son's final remains. She finds herself shaking her head back to Chase. "I…I don't think I can," she admits to him. "It would be too…hard…on me," she says as a tear falls down her cheek.

"It's okay," Chase moves up to her and hugs her. "I'll get his things and come back, okay?"

"Thank you," Dyhannah replies to him, as Houston goes to hug Vivian goodbye.

***

The following day, Dyhannah is pacing back and forth in her suite at the country club as she wonders if Chase and Vivian have arrived in Russia. She only hopes that they are able to get Deacon's belongings; the more of his things that Dyhannah can get her hands on, the closer to her son she feels.

"And while Chase is getting Deacon's belongings," she whispers to herself. "I can focus my attention on getting revenge on the Rockwell's with the help of my father, Dane, of all people," she tells herself, still rattled about the fact that Dane Ashby is her biological father.

Before she can say anything else, there is a knock on her suite door. She turns and moves to the door, seeing Kent on the other side. "Kent Blackmore, I'll be damned. What do I owe this pleasure?"

Kent moves inside the suite and crosses his muscular arms over his chest. "You know why I'm here, Dyhannah," he uneasily chuckles back to her. "You told me that you could make this bogus sexual harassment lawsuit disappear, so I'm here to take you up on that. Blackmore Ltd. can't afford to go through a scandal like that, not right now. Especially considering Rockwell Mining and Roboto are planning that collaboration. So, what do I have to do to make this lawsuit go away, Dyhannah? What do you want from me?"

Dynannah chuckles back to him. "You know what I want," she purses her lips together. "I want you to help me get revenge on the Rockwell's and Rockwell Mining. It's that simple, Kent. So, it remains up to you: help me with my quest of revenge, or you will be seen in court. I'll leave it up to you."

***

Lucinda Rockwell storms into the main office at Rockwell Mining and sees Lydia sitting behind the large desk typing into her laptop. Lucinda moves up to the desk and puts her well-manicured hand on her hip, and then clears her throat, to get Lydia's attention.

"You left the house early today," Lucinda says as Lydia looks up at her former mother-in-law.

"I don't know if you've heard, Lucinda, but Rockwell Mining is working with Roboto on an upcoming launch that will benefit both companies," Lydia replies to her quickly.

"Of course, I've heard! I don't live under a rock, Lydia."

Lydia chuckles back to her. "Then you must know how much work I have to do," Lydia informs her. "The launch is in a few weeks."

"I am here for one reason and one reason only," Lucinda glares back at her before she opens her large Chanel purse and throws some documents down on the desk. "Sign those papers."

"What are these?" Lydia asks her in surprise.

"Levi's power of attorney," Lucinda looks at her with intent. "It's time you sign over you power over my son to me, Lydia. I got Sabine out of Mac's life, so it's time that you live up to your end of our agreement. I want to be in control of Levi's medical care, and I want it today."

***

Casper Ross stands in the large bedroom that he shares with his lover, Lexington Rockwell, in the Rockwell mansion. Lex has already left for the office for the day, which means that Casper is alone. He looks at his phone and recalls how right before Christmas, he got a phone call, in which he quickly brushed off.

He sighs as he knows that he told Lex that he needed all the freelance work, so Lex was, naturally, concerned when Casper quickly shut the phone call down. Lex even asked him about it on Christmas Day; Casper was able to dodge the question because of the various Christmas activities.

"It was a close call," he whispers to himself. "I have to make sure that no one, especially Lex, knows about that phone call."

Before he can say anything else, his phone rings again. He looks at the screen and sighs when he sees the phone number on the screen.

"Hey," he says as he answers the phone. "You have to be careful when you call me," Casper warns the caller. "The last time you called, Lex was next to me. You know that he can't find out about this."

He pauses while he listens to the caller. "Look, you have to trust that I have every thing under control. If I need something, or need help, you'll hear from me. Otherwise, just hang tight and let's follow the plan, okay? He doesn't suspect a thing, and I want to keep it that way."

***

Stacey Rockwell moves towards the front door of the guest house that she lives in that is on the Rockwell mansion grounds as she hears the doorbell ring. She just finished putting her children, Drake and Poppy, down for their afternoon naps, and she was going to start working on some aspects of Rockwell Mining's collaboration with Roboto. After she returned to town last year, she realized that she needed to start working again to help her keep focus and maintain order in her life. Since her father, Mac, returned to the CEO position because her uncle, Nathan Lockhart, has been placed in a mental facility as he believed he killed his father, Mortimer, she was able to get another position at the company rather easily.

She opens the door and sees her former fling, Houston Blackmore, standing outside with a grin on his face. "Houston, hey, come in," Stacey tells him as he moves into the living room. "I wasn't expecting you today."

"Yea, I know," Houston turns to face the woman that he still loves. "I just found out some information, and I guess I wanted to come share it with you."

"Information? About what?"

"My Mom," Houston looks back at her, as Stacey arches her eyebrow knowing that she has sorted history with Vivian. "She's gone to Moscow with Chase."

"Russia? Why would they go there, especially after everything that happened with Sabine, Quinn and Deacon?" Stacey asks him quickly.

"Chase got a call from a local detective," Houston explains to her. "Apparently, they were able to obtain some of Deacon's final possessions and Chase went to collect them."

"I…I can't imagine what Chase and Dyhannah are going through," Stacey shakes her head, knowing that the loss of Deacon must be hitting them very hard.

"I think Chase getting Deacon's final belongings will help them get closure," Houston replies to her. "And it is good that my Mom is with Chase; he shouldn't be alone right now."

"That I agree with," Stacey tells him. "It just makes you realize how short life really is, doesn't it?"

"You can say that again."

"You know," Stacey looks back at him. "I've been meaning to tell you that I really enjoyed this Christmas, Houston. You, me and the kids…it was nice."

Houston smiles back to her. "It was perfect," Houston tells her. "It felt like it was the way it was always meant to be."

***

A short time later, the main office at Rockwell Mining is buzzing with energy as Mac, Lydia, Cole, Lex and Stacey are all hard at work on the Pink Roses campaign, as the launch is coming up very quickly.

"I've been in touch with one of my friends from college," Cole announces to everyone. "Her name is Lyzz Thornton; her Aunt Orvilla, owns a very exclusive, high-end resort in Maui, Hawaii, called the Barracuda Blue."

"Oh yes," Lydia nods back to her. "When Nathan and I got married, we were going to honeymoon there, but it was sold out for months."

"It's a very popular place for the rich and famous because it is on a very private piece of the island," Cole explains to them. "Anyways, I've asked Lyzz if we could, potentially, use the resort as the venue for the launch party."

"What a fantastic idea!" Mac beams back to his son. "What has she said in return to you?"

"She said she would discuss with her Aunt and get back to me," Cole replies to him. "I really tried to stress that this would be a huge publicity stunt for both companies, but also the Barracuda Blue."

"We need to know as soon as possible," Lex chimes in. "Because if we can't use the Barracuda Blue as the venue, we need to find another spot."

"Don't worry," Cole says. "Lyzz won't let me down; I have a feeling that we will secure the Barracuda Blue."

***

Kent storms into the country club and moves to the bar, where he spies Dyhannah sitting with a dirty martini in front of her. He knows that he has to talk to her, so he makes a beeline towards the open bar stool that is open next to her.

"I'm glad I ran into you," Kent announces as he sits next to her at the bar and immediately orders a drink. "We need to talk."

Dyhannah takes a sip of her martini before she looks back at Kent. "I hope that this is about our last conversation; need I remind you that I can make that pesky little lawsuit disappear?"

"You do not have to remind me of anything," Kent huffs back to her before he takes a sip of his whiskey. "The fact of the matter is, you and I still have a common goal, and that is to take down Rockwell Mining."

"Does this mean what I think it means?" Dyhannah asks him with a coy smile on her face.

"It does," he replies to her. "I will help you with your quest to take down the Rockwell's, and now, it's time for you to make that damn lawsuit disappear forever."

***

A short time later, Dyhannah opens the door to her suite at the country club and sees Dane standing on the other side of the door. After her meeting with Kent, she asked her father to come over so she could give him the latest on their plan.

"Thanks for getting here so quickly," Dyhannah says as Dane moves into suite. "This is important and will change the shape of our plans."

"Is it safe to assume that this is about your visit to see Kent Blackmore?" Dane uneasily chuckles back to her.

"He has come around to his senses," Dyhannah looks back at her father. "He will help us with our plan to take down the Rockwell's and Rockwell Mining."

"Excellent, what is our next step?" Dane asks her quickly.

"I've already contacted Quinn and have instructed her to drop the lawsuit," Dyhannah informs him. "And as for us, I, I have to call an old friend. I believe she is the key to helping us execute this plan perfectly."

***

The following morning, Lex moves into the living room of the Rockwell mansion and moves to the bar to pour himself a cup of coffee, which he needs before he heads into Rockwell Mining. He, and the rest of the team, still have a lot of work to do before the launch of the Pink Roses campaign with Roboto.

"Ah, there you are," Casper chuckles as he moves up to the bar and wraps his muscular arms around Lex's waist and turns him around to kiss him good morning. "You got out of bed early today."

"I did," Lex nods back to him. "I'm having this coffee and then I need to get to Rockwell Mining. My to-do list is long and as we get closer to the launch date, it is only getting longer."

"You know that this will all be worth it, right?" Casper looks back at him. "You and your family going to knock this launch out of the park."

"I hope so because if it goes well, this will be a huge game changer for Rockwell Mining."

"I have faith in you, babe."

"Thanks," Lex smiles back to him. "By the way, at Christmas, I asked you about the odd phone call, but we got distracted. Do you want to share with me what that was all about?"

"It was nothing," Casper lies to him. "And you have enough going on right now to worry about it, okay?"

Lex uneasily smiles back to him, unable to shake the feeling that Casper isn't telling him the truth story, but he knows that his lover is right; he does have a lot on the go right now, so he tells himself to trust Casper.

***

Quinn sits at a table in the country club with a Bloody Mary in front of her and her telephone pressed to her ear while she waits for her breakfast order to arrive. She is on the phone with her lawyer, instructing him to drop the lawsuit against Kent; she knows that this must mean that Kent has agreed to help Dyhannah with her quest to get revenge on the Rockwell's. She knows that she only filed the lawsuit because Dyhannah guilted her into doing so. Dyhannah told her that if Quinn wanted to make amends for Deacon's death, then she would file the lawsuit. Wanting her relationship with Dyhannah, and Chase, to be in good standing, Quinn filed the lawsuit even though she loved her love making with Kent.

"Yes, I am positive," Quinn says into her phone. "I know that I told you to file the lawsuit, but I am telling you, right now, to drop it. I no longer want to go after Kent Blackmore for sexual harassment."

She rolls her eyes as she listens to the response from her lawyer, unaware that someone is watching her from behind one of the large planters that is a few feet from her.

"Listen, I don't care," Quinn says quickly. "You work for me, remember? And in such, I am telling you that I no longer want to file this lawsuit, so you can drop it now. I expect Kent to be informed the same by end of day today."

With that, she hangs up her phone and takes a sip of her drink, which starts to calm her nerves. From behind the planter, whoever is watching her forms a fist with their hands, not able to stomach the sight of her sitting by herself.

***

Stacey quickly walks up to the front door of the guest house where she lives as she heard the doorbell ring. She has had a busy morning getting Poppy and Drake ready for their day trip to the museum with the nanny and was planning to head into the office to continue to work on the Pink Roses launch.

"Houston," Stacey says in surprise when she opens the door and sees her former fiancé standing there. "I wasn't expecting you this morning."

"I know, sorry I didn't call, I, uh, just had to see you," Houston admits to her as he moves into the guest house. "I really had a good time with you yesterday."

Stacey smiles back to him. "So did I," she replies to him. "It is nice that we are back on good terms, Houston. It really is."

"The kids are out for the day already?"

"They are, you just missed them," she informs him.

"That's alright, like I said, it is you that I wanted to see anyways," he moves closer to her. "There's something that I've wanted to do for a while now and I just got the courage."

Stacey giggles back to him. "What do you want to do?"

"This," Houston says as he leans in and kisses her passionately on the lips. The kiss continues for a moment longer before they part ways and look into each other's eyes. "I'm not apologizing for that."

"I…I don't want you too," Stacey admits to him. "God help me, I want you, Houston."

He kisses her again, this time with more fire. His lips find her neck and he pushes her up against the wall, as she unzips his pants and then wraps her legs around his waist, as they start to have sex with each other in the living room of her home.

***

Chase and Vivian sit next to one another in the Kelsey Lake airport. They are about to leave town and head to Moscow so Chase can collect Deacon's final belongings from the police in Russia.

"How are you feeling about this trip?" Vivian asks him as she grabs his hand. "I can only imagine what you're thinking and feeling right now, Chase."

Chase sighs back to her before he turns to look at her. "Going to Russia to get my son's final items?" he replies to her quickly. "I'm going through the emotions right now. It's…it's make his death seem so real."

Vivian uneasily nods back to him. "I can only imagine," she replies to him. "I am hoping, Chase, that this trip will bring you some comfort and closure in this disaster."

"I am hopeful for that as well," Chase says. "But the fact is, I don't think losing Deacon is something I will ever get over."

Before Vivian can respond, the announcement that their plane is boarding comes on. She grabs his hand again and smiles when he looks at her. "Come on, let's go get Deacon's belongings."

***

Lucinda moves up to the door to the main office at Rockwell Mining and prepares to move inside. Every time she steps foot in the building, she can't help but think about Mortimer and all the years he spent building the company into what it is today. And then, of course, she can't help but remember that he recently passed away. While she still thinks of him often, a part of her is glad that he has moved on because he is no longer in pain or ill.

She finally opens the door and smiles when she sees Lex sitting behind the large desk in the office. "You know, as a grandmother, I can't tell you how proud it makes me to see you and your siblings working so hard at the family company."

"Nana, hi," Lex stands up and moves up to Lucinda to kiss her cheeks before he chuckles back to her. "For once, it seems like, all of us are getting along too. You know over the years Cole and I, especially, have had our ups and downs."

"That happens in every family," Lucinda purses her lips together. "What is important is that remember that blood is thicker than water."

"That is very true," Lex replies to her. "Can I get you a drink?"

"Yes, that would be lovely," Lucinda tells him. "Join me in a brandy?"

"Sure," Lex tells her as he moves to the bar and pours two drinks. He then moves to the sofa and passes Lucinda her drink before he sits next to her.

"Why don't you tell me what is on your mind, Lex?" Lucinda says as she takes a sip of her drink. "I can tell that you're thinking about something other than the Pink Roses launch."

Lex uneasily chuckles back to his grandmother. "You know me so well. And I'm sure it's nothing."

"But?"

"But," Lex looks back at her. "I…I think that Casper is keeping something from me. I just don't know what it is or why he would have been keeping it from me."

"If you want my advice," Lucinda looks at her grandson. "It is that you need to find out what he is keeping from you because secrets always have a way of coming to light when everyone least expects them too."

***

Cole paces back and forth in the living room of the Rockwell mansion as he feels his palms get damp with some light sweat. He has invited Celeste and Madi over to the mansion this morning because he has, finally, decided which woman he wants to be with, and he wants them to hear it from him.

He pauses when he hears the maid open the front door. His heart starts to race a little as he knows that, soon, he will be breaking someone's heart, and that is the last thing that he wants to do. That being said, he knows that he has had to make a choice between the two women.

He turns when he hears Celeste and Madi scurry into the living room, not saying anything to one another. "Celeste, Madison, thanks for coming."

"We both want to know what you've decided," Madi says as she crosses her arms over her chest. "We have been looking forward to knowing what our futures hold."

"For once, Madi and I agree on something," Celeste echoes her sentiments.

"I want you to know that I do care, very deeply, for both of you," Cole reveals to them. "But the woman that I want to spend my life with is Celeste. That is, if you'll still have me."

Celeste grins back to him and rushes into his arms, giving him a passionate kiss in the process, as Madi quickly leaves the room, gutted by Cole's announcement.

"Of course, I'll still have you," Celeste says as their lips part ways. "You've made me the happiest woman in the world!"

***

Meanwhile, upstairs in the study of the Rockwell mansion, Lydia looks over the legal documents that Lucinda had drawn up. As she reads the documents, she knows that, if she signs them, Lucinda will regain control of Nathan's power of attorney. The idea scares her because she recalls how she made Nathan think he killed Mortimer, and this is why he ended up getting committed to the hospital. If Lucinda gets the power of attorney, Lydia knows that Nathan could leave the hospital, and she has no idea what he is capable of once he is freed.

"No matter what I think about Nathan and what he is capable of," Lydia sighs to herself. "Lucinda will not stop pressing me until I have signed these documents. She did get rid of Sabine for me, and now, I have a chance to be with Mac again."

She slowly picks up her pen. "Together, Mac and I will be able handle anything that Nathan might want to throw our way. Hell, Lucinda might even convince him to not have a feud with Mac anymore. I have to do this, I have too."

She signs the document and then drops the pen on the desk. "Okay Lucinda, the ball is in your court now."

***

"I still believe the way to hurt the Rockwell's is through the company," Kent admits to Dane and Dyhannah as they stand facing one another in the Dyhannah's suite at the country club. "More importantly, the Pink Roses launch; that has to fail at all costs."

"Yes, I couldn't agree more," Dane nods back to him. "They have been spending so many hours on that launch, that if we could, somehow, ruin it, it would really hurt them, and the company."

"I think that's exactly what we will do," Dyhannah says as a grin comes across her face. "And I have someone that can help us do just that. Someone who wants to see the launch fail just as much as us three."

Kent looks back at her with an arched eyebrow. "And who would that be?"

"Me," a voice says as a woman emerges from the side room of the suite. In front of the three of the stands Cassie Nova. "I'm Cassie, Cassie Nova," she says as she extends her hand to Kent, who shakes it, and is taken by her presence. "Dyhannah, darling, thank you for calling me. I got here as soon as I could, especially when you told me you wanted the Pink Roses launch to fail. I will do everything in my power to make sure that happens."