“My dad owns every law firm in this province,” the lawyer’s daughter laughed after ramming her brand-new Tesla into my old Subaru

it into a consulting contract. I’m not interested in being part of that story.”

His jaw clenched. Then he nodded slowly. “Fair enough.”

“Keep your word,” I said. “That’s all I want.”

He glanced back toward the driveway, where Victoria stood leaning against the Tesla, arms wrapped around herself.

“I will,” he said quietly. “You have my word.”

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