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wanted to share a wife even before they’d met Mikayla? It seemed so far out of the realms of possibility that Ryan had to look to his twin for confirmation. Ty just shrugged, clearly as astonished as Ryan.
    “But she never met them?”
    “She met John, who didn’t say if he liked her or not, and Matt, who disliked her immediately, but not the others. I think she just got lucky today with Ty and Ryan because she knows my youngest brothers are twins.”
    “What happened when you suggested she sleep with the others?”
    Peter rubbed his hand over his face, and Ryan could see the toll this was taking on him. Peter had always been rather serious, but today his skin looked pale and unhealthy, his eyes were puffy, probably from lack of sleep, and his shoulders slumped forward in defeat.
    “She demanded that I sign over the business and all of our assets to ‘lie with my miscreant brothers.’” He used his fingers as quote marks indicating they were her derogatory words, not his.
    Less than four hours ago, Ryan couldn’t have imagined a woman so callous as to demand that sort of payment under the guise of love, but having met Jessie Evans, he now had a very clear picture. The woman was a first-class bitch.

Chapter Four

    Ty lay on the bed, his wife cuddled to his side, his twin cuddled behind her, and his older brother asleep in the chair beside them. Mikayla had insisted that they needed to be together tonight, and Ty had wholeheartedly agreed. Of course, Peter wasn’t going to climb onto the bed, but at least by having him this close, Mikayla had been able to fall asleep.
    His eyes strayed to Peter’s sleeping form. They’d managed to get all of their brothers into a conference call, and after the expected surprise, concern, and much arguing back and forth, they’d finally agreed to fight. Jessie Evans had no genuine claim over them, and to hand over their hard earned money without standing up for themselves just seemed wrong. Fortunately, Brock, Lachlan, Matt, Bryce, and John had managed to get the station pieced together and were able to lock up and travel back to Earth if it became necessary.
    Ty really hoped it wasn’t necessary.
    A quick call to their lawyer had confirmed that a court date had been set for six days time. They’d been surprised by how quickly the system worked until their lawyer had explained that Jessie Evans’s legal team had applied for the date nearly two years ago. The negotiations had just been part of the usual legal process under current laws. No case could go to court unless they could provide proof of failed negotiations.
    Considering that Peter’s lawyer was about to tell them to go to hell, Ty was fairly certain that would count as failed negotiations.

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    The next afternoon Ryan ground his teeth as he listened to their lawyer explain what would happen next.
    “As expected, her legal counsel was quite pleased that you didn’t show up to the negotiating table.” Their lawyer was a pleasant, middle-aged man with spectacles and thinning hair, and there was no doubt he knew his stuff. So far everything he’d predicted had come true. “Mrs. Davidson, they will definitely try to use your marriages as a way of proving Peter’s intent. They may even drag up some personal details to try and paint you as a husband-stealing, gold-digging whore.”
    “Hey,” Ryan protested, but their lawyer simply held up his hand.
    “Get used to it,” he said, shaking his head slowly. “These are the type of things that are liable to be said in court. If you react violently, the judge will kick you out of the courtroom and be less inclined to listen to your side of the story.” He twisted his pen in his hand as if trying to find the exact words to get his point across. “If you seem to be upset, then the lawyers will use the offensive terms over and over in an effort to provoke you to violence and get you kicked out of the courtroom. Am I making myself clear? Their aim will be to get you