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I'll let you concentrate. I also have work to do.

Helena:

See you tomorrow.

Thomas:

Good evening.

When we stopped messaging, I hugged the phone, sighing. It was hard to believe that I had felt so much anger towards that man just under a month ago, and at that moment, I was falling in love. He had great arguments, and it seemed easy to understand how he always won every legal dispute.

I sat on the bed and took a deep breath as I squeezed my knees together. I wasn't just going out with a handsome and interesting man to find out what the two of us could become. There were two beautiful girls, twins, motherless, who had seenin me a figure that had been absent for many years.Was I ready to take over the family that another woman had left behind?

As much as I loved my students with all my heart, I focused on looking after my grandmother, studying, and being a good professional. I hadn't bothered to date, let alone build a family; staying with Thomas meant I'd have to deal with a ready-made one. It would be a more complicated mission than my heart would let me feel.

Chapter twenty-eight

“Violet!” I called my secretary as soon as I entered the office that morning.

“Yes, sir.” She came running to my side, almost tripping over her high heels.

“Call Harold Gilson and confirm our 10 a.m. meeting with him.”

“I will.”

“Has the union representative given you an answer about the deal I offered? If not, tell him time is running out; if we don't get an answer by the end of the day, we'll halve our offer.”

“That's what I wanted to talk about.” She stopped running when we reached my office door, and I turned to face her.

“Then say it!”

“He's just called and asked to meet with you. He seems tempted to accept the offer.”

“And what did you do?”

“I've scheduled a meeting for after lunch to reschedule your schedule.”

“Wasn't I going to meet a potential client?”

“I asked one of the directors to take his place.”

“Which one?”

“Paul.”

“Okay. He'll manage the situation. Do I have my lunch free?”

“Yes, unless you want to...”

“No,” I interrupted. “Leave it as it is. I have plans for lunch.”

“Okay.”

I opened the door and looked at her one last time before going in.

“Let me know when Harold arrives.”

“I'll ask you to wait in the meeting room, and I'll call you.”

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