The ringtone sliced through the silence, halting Oliver in his tracks. He snatched up his cell from the table, ready to dismiss the call, but perked up at the sight of the caller ID.

Josefina, wiping drool from her lips, lounged on the couch farthest from Oliver, poised to make her exit.

Oliver's face was a mask of stormy steel, his voice glacial, "Pass the phone to him."

Soon enough, Rowan's irate grumbling bled through the line, "Day after tomorrow's my birthday, Oliver, you ungrateful bastard. Are you still trying to cage me? If the corporate world hears how you're treating me, aren't you afraid it'll tarnish the company's image?"

Oliver's scoff was tinged with amusement, "If you're not scared, why should I be?"

Caught off-guard, Rowan spat out a string of curses, "Oliver, you curse! I'm telling you, if you don't let me out, I'll bring us both down."

we're still family at the end of the day. We can't be the town's

not lost on

sure knew how to hit

phone. "The nerve!

fancy that idea. Maybe tomorrow I'll have you taste the wilderness

exasperated. He wanted to throttle Oliver, but

her eyes wary, "I need to head home." She was thinking about the herbs she'd acquired, planning to whip up something for the upcoming medical competition where

taking her

also sense Josefina's fear. He knew she assumed he

her chin, his voice soft but firm, "Relax, I'm not that much of a monster to coerce you

her out

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