I was going to tell you.”
“When?”
“When I knew you loved Noah and me, not what comes with my last name.”
I should have been furious.
Instead, I understood.
His first wife had died six years earlier, and ever since, relatives, investors, even old friends had tried to use his son as an entrance to his money.
“What exactly are we talking about?” I asked.
He answered quietly.
Enough to make Vanessa’s jokes look extremely expensive.
And unfortunately for her, being rude was about to become the least of
