"I wasn't involved in the company's later development," Thorne said, his voice calm.

At that, Lean turned to Vesta, surprise flickering across his face. "Wait, Vesta, you're that talented?"

Vesta shook her head. "Not really. The credit goes to the engineers. Most of them were already with the company before I took over. If the company's doing well now, as you said, it's all thanks to Thorne. I can't really take much credit for it."

Lean grinned. "You're far too modest, Vesta."

When Lean first heard that Vesta owed her career to Thorne's generosity, he'd thought she wasn't really all that remarkable, maybe even a little mismatched for Thorne.

But listening to them now-watching the way Thorne and Vesta spoke up for each other-he started to reconsider. Maybe Thorne really saw Vesta as an expert in her field, someone even more specialized than himself when it came to Al. Perhaps he'd handed the company to her because he believed she could lead it even further than he ever could.

After all, Thorne was known for his generosity-and his humility.

It made perfect sense that he'd do something like this.

compliment and quickly shook her

to lighter topics, swapping funny stories

the natural conversationalist, found it easy to connect with Lean- even though this was their first real meeting. By the end of dinner, everyone

with his father, and he'd

other plans still ahead of him, Lean stood

it was

wanting to say something

their goodbyes, Lean waved, turning toward his car-only to spot Charlene and Stewart Ferguson walking out of the restaurant

or the others, but he

Thorne. "That woman

?"

answer. Charlene

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