“Mr. Jarrod, I genuinely admire your abilities… Flynn has also recommended you to me in the strongest terms,” Niamh said, handing Wade a glass of champagne.
“I know you don’t want to betray The Quinn Group. Flynn told me about the debt of gratitude you feel… but while the company still bears the Quinn name, is it really the same Quinn Group it once was?”
Wade sipped his champagne silently, offering no response to her question.
“As they say, talent should go where it’s appreciated. A lawyer as capable as you, Mr. Jarrod… rather than go down with a sinking ship, you should get out while you can. The doors of the Riverland Group are always open to you.”
Niamh raised her glass to Wade, but he remained still.
“Miss Rivers… my apologies, Ms. Rivers, I appreciate the offer, but I have no intention of leaving the Quinn family. You needn't waste your energy on me.”
Wade’s last sentence was a double entendre, making it clear not only that he wouldn't be poached but also warning her not to try and dig for Ramona’s secrets through him. Whether Wade knew about Ramona murdering the patriarch was one thing, but as the lead counsel, he was undoubtedly complicit in altering the will.
Seeing his guarded expression, Niamh smiled instead of getting angry.
“I can see you’re a loyal man who won’t serve two masters, Mr. Jarrod. I admire that about you.” Niamh raised her glass to him again. This time, after a moment’s hesitation, Wade finally lifted his own and clinked it against her crystal glass.
Niamh took a delicate sip, a smile playing on her lips. “But Ramona… I don’t believe she’s a good boss.”
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