Chapter 113

Chapter 113: The Knight at the Riding Club

Angela POV

Living in a hotel with two children proved challenging from the very first night.

The suite, while luxurious, wasn't designed for family living. By morning, I was already searching for apartments near the twins' new school, but the rental market offered nothing suitable on such short notice.

Christopher called early the next day, having heard about my abrupt departure from

Olivia's.

"I have a house only a few blocks from the children's school."

I hesitated. "That's very generous, but I don't think it's appropriate."

The memory of that night at Olivia's-his unexpected advances-made me wary. I didn't want to be further indebted to him, and I certainly didn't want a repeat of that situation.

Christopher seemed to read my thoughts through the phone. "Angela, I don't live there. It's purely an investment property sitting empty. I'd rather rent it to someone I know than

to strangers."

I considered his offer. The twins needed stability, and the location was perfect.

"I'll pay market rate," I said firmly.

"I wouldn't expect anything less," he replied, a smile evident in his voice.

***

After settling into our new home, I threw myself completely into establishing my

new

company.

later, I stood in my newly rented office space, surveying the modest but elegant surroundings. Wilson Advisory Partners

staffed.

Marcus Reynolds stood in the doorway, his tailored suit and

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his years at a top investment firm. Hiring him as

How did the interviews

closed the door behind him. "Frankly, we're facing challenges. Our size and limited profile make it difficult to

gesturing for him to sit. "What I don't understand is why someone with your

I spent five years climbing to senior management there, but always admired your approach

mention of Shaw Group. "You worked at Shaw?" "Until last month," he

I said firmly,

Capital then. Though I should warn you, Tristan Lawrence has

jacket I'd never returned after the charity auction. "Thank you for

Tristan Lawrence's name. After a moment's hesitation, I

Lawrence, this is Angela Wilson. I still have your jacket from the charity auction. Perhaps we could meet so I can return it and

reply came

beginning to think

merely collateral-I'd love to discuss business. Are you free tomorrow? Greenwich Equestrian Club

my purse and scarf,

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Riding Club

what

Club exuded old money and privilege. As my car pulled up

stallion was galloping at breakneck speed, executing jumps

performance drew cheers and screams from the ladies present. Another playboy, I

waited at the entrance,

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