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actually the one embezzling and defrauding the company, and you
know this and have proof?”
    He nodded. He took another serene sip of soup.
    I put my hands to my forehead. “Are you... do you act crazy in
public just to screw with the FBI? To place doubt in people's minds about your
sanity?”
    “Oh no,” Malcolm said. “Not at all. Don was simply one of the
closest people to me in my life. He was like a brother to me. After I found out
he was betraying me, I just... didn't care any more. It didn't seem to matter
much what I did. And I wasn't having any fun being the staid and stately CEO,
so I decided to... not be.” He shrugged. “I've had far more fun these past few
months than I ever had in my entire life, Sadie. It's definitely been worth it
to go crazy. Crazy suits me.”
    None of this was making sense to me. “But... but if you have
proof that it's been Don doing the embezzling, then why don't you just show it
to the FBI? That would make the problem go away.”
    An expression of pure shock passed over his features. He was
beautiful shocked. “I couldn't do that,” he said, and he sounded scandalized.
“I told you. Don was like a brother to me. You don't just turn your brother
over to the feds.”
    “But... but he's the one turning you over!” I almost
shouted.
    He nodded as though he had no idea to what I was objecting. “But
I couldn't do the same to my brother. We were very close. Very close, a long
time ago...” He trailed off and a faraway look passed over his eyes, like a
cloud over the moon.
    The betrayal cut him deeply. Far more deeply than just a friend
or a business rival screwing you over. This was personal. On Malcolm's side, at
least.
    My heart went out to him. “So that's it?” I asked, my voice
softening. For want of something to do, I picked up my spoon and scooped up a
spoonful of bisque and held it in front of me, letting it cool.“You were just
going to let your best friend, the best friend you say is like a brother to
you, steal money from your company and then frame you for it and send you off
to federal prison?”
    Malcolm shrugged. “No, I never have any intentions of going to
prison,” he assured me. “That will not happen.”
    I frowned, so confused at this point I didn't know which way was
up and which way was down.“Then what did you plan to do instead? You know,
before the FBI decided to arrest and charge you for a crime you didn't commit?”
    Malcolm smiled at me, and it was a sad thing. “Oh, that was
easy,” he said. “I'd planned to kill myself.”
     
    * * *
     
    To be continued in His Obsession (The Billionaire's Muse,
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Proposal: The Billionaire's Wife, Part 1
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Seduction: The Billionaire's Wife, Part 2
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Bride: The Billionaire's Wife, Part 3
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Desire: The Billionaire’s Wife, Part 4
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