He wasn’t wrong, Gideon thought. Ann had become a Harvest, and that was why Claudia was pushing him away.
But he shook his head. It couldn't be that simple.
“If you don’t believe me, Mr. Gideon,” York said smoothly, “you can always ask Claudia yourself.”
Gideon tried a different tactic. “Mr. Ferguson, you and Ann used to date, correct?”
York’s expression didn’t flicker. “Did you rush all the way over here just to ask me that, Mr. Gideon?”
Gideon knew he was being forward, but he had to understand. “You and Claudia are childhood friends and you were almost married. You must know whether she and Ann are friends, right?”
York lowered his gaze, masking the flicker of emotion in his eyes. It seemed Claudia hadn’t told Gideon about her history with Ann.
“That’s Claudia’s personal life,” York deflected. “It’s not my place to comment.”
Gideon had already pieced most of it together; he was just here for confirmation. “Mr. Ferguson, I know it’s improper for me to be asking, but Ann is now my sister, at least in name. Whether or not she’s friends with Claudia is extremely important to me.”
York was quiet for a moment before speaking, his tone dispassionate. “As you said, Ann and I used to date. Claudia and I grew up together and were almost married. Do you think, under those circumstances, they could be friends?”
Gideon’s brow furrowed. Not friends, then. Rivals.
The thought confirmed his suspicions. Could it be that Claudia wasn't over York and still held a grudge against Ann? But she had told him she only saw York as a brother. Gideon's thoughts were in a tangle.
He slowly stood up. “Thank you for clarifying, Mr. Ferguson. I won’t take up any more of your time.” The problem, he concluded, was Ann.
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