The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1(53)

“Give me a minute, Kels,” Tyler said, as he looked for something on his desk.

“I want to go with you,” Ryan said.

“You aren’t invited,” Tyler replied. “Go somewhere else with Zach.”



“I like chicken pot pie,” Zachary protested.

“No one likes chicken pot pie,” Ryan replied.

“Let’s go, Kels,” Tyler said. They walked out of his room and down the stairs.

“What do you like on Madison?” Tyler asked as they headed out of the back gate.

“Anything,” Kelsey replied. “I’ve had Mexican, Chinese, Italian and pizza. They were all fine.”



“Do you like Thai?” Tyler asked. “I heard that it was good.”



“Thai’s fine,” Kelsey said.

“Did you look at the assignment?” Tyler asked.

“Yeah. I looked up the story in Ballard too,” Kelsey said. “I can’t believe that they built the mall around that 93-year-old’s house.”



“That was a good ending,” Tyler said. They turned onto Madison and walked over to 42nd. Tyler held the door open for Kelsey and they walked into the Thai restaurant. They were seated and given menus.

“What do you like?” Tyler asked her.

“I usually order green curry chicken,” Kelsey replied. There was a great Thai restaurant in Port Townsend that served it.

Tyler looked over the menu. “I think I’ll have salmon,” he said.

“Don’t you get tired of it?” Kelsey asked him. In the Northwest, salmon was as common as chicken.

“Actually, I do. But I don’t see anything else I’d rather have tonight.”



“Pad Thai?”



“I’m not a big tofu fan,” Tyler said. “Do you want spring rolls?”



“Sure,” Kelsey said. Tyler looked up and the waiter walked over.

“Kels, what do you want?”



“Green curry chicken and a Thai iced tea,” she replied.

“I’ll take a Thai iced tea as well, and I’d like the salmon. We’d also like two orders of spring rolls.” Tyler handed his menu to the waiter, as did Kelsey, and the waiter left. Tyler pulled out his iPad.

“Don’t tell me you’ve already done the assignment,” Kelsey said.

“No,” Tyler laughed. “I played squash with Zach this afternoon. I haven’t done anything.”



“Good,” Kelsey said.

“So what kind of lawyer are you?” Tyler asked her. “Will you try to convince your client that she’s wrong?”



“Probably,” Kelsey said. “I’m sort of opinionated.”



“Sort of.” Tyler grinned.

“I’m thinking that you are too,” Kelsey said.

“It’s personal for me,” Tyler said. “I saw my father three times in eighteen years, thanks to my mother’s lawyer.”



Kelsey looked him in surprise. “How is that possible?” she asked.

“All you need is a really good lawyer and a really rich client,” he said, as the waiter brought over two Thai iced teas. Tyler thanked him. Kelsey stirred hers.

“Wow,” Kelsey said.

Tyler shrugged. “OK, so we’re the opinionated type. What do you think we should recommend to the client?” he said.

“Well, I think we should assume that she doesn’t have relatives. The woman in Ballard didn’t. Then we can focus on what our client wants.”



“Did the article say why they didn’t use eminent domain to take the house?” Tyler asked.

“What’s eminent domain?” Kelsey asked.

“Why didn’t the government just take it and pay her?” Tyler rephrased.

“It was a mall, not a government building,” Kelsey replied.

“That doesn’t always matter,” Tyler said. “Hang on.” He looked up something on his iPad as the waiter brought over the spring rolls. “Eat. Don’t wait for me,” he said.

“Thanks,” Kelsey said, taking a spring roll.

“I see,” Tyler said. “After Kelo vs. New London, there was a turn of public opinion about takings. I guess it wouldn’t have looked too good kicking a 93-year-old out of her house.”



“So that’s good for our client,” Kelsey said. Tyler put the iPad down and took a spring roll.

“If the government won’t take it, then it’s really between the client and the developer. She should be fine,” he said.

“But based on what you just said, wouldn’t it depend on what the development was?” Kelsey asked.

“It’s a mall in our case, right?” Tyler said.

“It was a mall in Kelo,” Kelsey said. “It didn’t stop them.”



“Yeah, but there was an Presidential executive order after Kelo, limiting takings.”



“Wouldn’t that just limit federal takings though? What’s the law in Washington state?”



“Good point,” Tyler said. “Keith didn’t mention that.” He ate another spring roll.