a man who truly appreciated my capabilities.
“I’m fine. Thank you, Mr. Hart.”
He smiled politely.
“Your clothes are wet. My secretary has a spare set on hand—why don’t you change into something dry?”
I accepted gratefully.
Daniel stayed to chat for a while, even invited me to dinner, and offered to introduce me to more clients.
“I’ll be sure to visit and thank you properly in a few days,” I said.
But when I caught the look in his eyes, I chose to draw the line, keeping a professional distance.
With the Johnsons no longer an option,
I had no choice but to throw all my energy back into the Silver Creek Project,
which I’d been managing for over two months.
When I went to the site for an inspection,
I ran into Chloe—
and the host was bowing and scraping, eagerly showing her around.
