Chapter 10

A warm look glimmered in Karen’s eyes. “The Mortons raised you well. You’ve had a rough time with us, haven’t you?”

Alessia shook her head but didn’t mention anything about her life with the Mortons. In truth, the Mortons were either cold or downright crazy; if she’d turned out halfway normal, it was thanks to someone else’s influence entirely.

By the time they got home, Karen was already bustling in the kitchen, getting lunch ready. Alessia sank into a chair and started replying to her messages.

“Miss Morton, have you finally finished up your endless paperwork?” The message popped up at ten in the morning–clearly the sender knew her schedule all too well.

“You mocking me?” Alessia’s fingers flew over the screen. She hit send at eleven–thirty, a good hour and a half later, but the reply came back instantly.

“Wouldn’t dare.” Cole Whitley sent a groveling animated sticker.

Alessia smirked and shot back a playful punch emoji.

“So, I guess you’re living the good life? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have tossed two suitcases at my place and then ghosted me.”

She was used to Cole’s nonsense and responded with a random sticker, not bothering to engage.

“When are you coming by?” he texted again, quick as ever.

“I’ll find a time in the next couple of days.”

about I get you

wandered into the kitchen, where Karen handed her a piece of roast beef as a little

a restaurant. You’d put the five–star chefs out

go set the table–it’s almost ready.” Karen ruffled her

and obediently grabbed the plates

in a sleek downtown office, a young man in a stiff, ill–fitting suit sat at his desk. He twirled a pen

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in thought.

at the door. “Come in,” Cole

here’s the latest bid proposal for your

on the desk,” he replied, voice a

be heading out.” Larkin Yardley, all of twenty–five but with

twirling the pen and crossed his

something else,

I gave her that place for her birthday, and she’s only ever glanced at it once. If she doesn’t like it, she could just say so! The westside place is almost ready too, but why would she want to live somewhere

wealthy, kept his composure. “Miss Morton is a very independent

exasperated look. “You think I don’t

bit outside

Cole clenched his jaw, lips twitching

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