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“Really?” Old Mr. Lawrence asked cautiously, probing for reassurance.

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Ryan still resented him for what happened in the past; if not for his old age, Ryan wouldn’t even speak to him. “He’s over there. Go ask him yourself.”

Old Mr. Lawrence looked a bit hurt, but didn’t say anything else.

Things used to be so tense between them, so the fact that they’d managed even this much was already a big step forward.

“And what about Becky?” Old Mr. Lawrence probed.

“I’ll go talk to her,” Ryan finally replied after some thought.

Rebecca hadn’t grown up with him, and her close ties to the Quinn family made things complicated. With the Guzman and Quinn families not getting along for so long, if she ever inherited his shares, plenty of folks- probably from both sides–would raise hell over it.

Even if he somehow managed to get everyone on board, it would cost him an arm and a leg.

Might as well let Jeffrey step in at a dinner, throw his weight around, and keep them all in check.

When Ryan walked over, Rebecca, Jessica, and Riley had just finished a game with Samuel, and were getting ready for the next round. He stepped up and asked, “Rebecca, mind if we talk for a minute?”

Rebecca looked up, puzzled.

“Go ahead,” Jessica told her, “We’ve got things covered here.”

Jessica was sharper than Rebecca realized. ‘If you’ve got a rich dad, you better put him to work. He’s had a free ride for over twenty years–time he actually stepped up,‘ Jessica thought.

Rebecca went after Ryan.

She looked peaceful and sweet. “What’s up?”

“Next Saturday night, we’re having a family dinner at our place,” Ryan told her, keeping it kind of vague. “Figured you could meet some of the family elders. It’s just a dinner–whatever you wanna do about the whole ‘official family‘ thing is totally up to you.”

Rebecca almost blurted out that she didn’t wanna go.

That said, Miles was already keeping a close eye on her.

The Quinn and Guzman families were tangled up behind the scenes, caught between interests and conflicts, and Rebecca was getting pushed forward by unseen hands, one step at a time.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be there too,” Ryan reassured her. “Nobody’s going to give you a hard time.”

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my schedule for next week,” Rebecca said, holding off on a definite answer. She knew the company didn’t really need her right now,

a bit of

Rebecca just nodded.

was on board with it

Mr. Lawrence looked Jeffrey over–the sharp suit, the striking features–and finally couldn’t hold back his curiosity.

polite, though a

what does Becky mean to you?” Old Mr. Lawrence

solid, but only about eighty percent convincing; the only way to really know was to

because of that, there’s no way Old Mr. Lawrence would let Ryan give her those shares. But if it was truly love, handing them over wouldn’t

all, Rebecca had Guzman

made no secret of how much Rebecca meant to

not quite catching that.

again, firm and resolute, “She’s my

Mr. Lawrence’s expression froze

to when he had asked a much

answered just as stubbornly, telling

as you don’t try to hurt Rebecca, I’ll play along.

Mr. Lawrence’s

called Jeffrey out for his arrogance, but then remembered just how much Jeffrey had accomplished over

they were now, they’d stand no chance. Not to mention the Quinn family, who’d be more than ready to swoop

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the air was thick with everyone’s

go of

spent the whole night bouncing between different people, completely carefree and

Rebecca, tugging at her sleeve, his big, round eyes twinkling bright and

you can,” Rebecca replied, happy to indulge him in almost

Samuel said as he glanced Jeffrey’s way, locking eyes with his dad for a brief

followed his gaze across the

wordless look between father and son, Rebecca smiled

face. “But I haven’t

smiled warmly, her voice soft with motherly affection. “Whatever you wish for, Mommy will do her best to make it happen–even this one,” she teased gently, knowing exactly what was on his mind. Samuel hadn’t said it out loud

into little crescent moons as he broke

Rebecca, planting a sweet

hair a gentle,

with one little fist and Jeffrey’s with the other,

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was seeing. He couldn’t help grumbling to Amelia, “Jeffrey’s got way too many tricks

her expression halfway between amusement and

that Jeffrey was pulling ahead with Rebecca. “No way are we letting that sly fox get his way,

seeing the kid happy?”