The soft glow from Dorothea’s laptop lit up the room, casting cool shadows as endless lines of data scrolled across the screen.
“Don’t mess around, I’m seriously busy right now.”
Latham grinned. “Want some help?”
“No. Go back to bed.” Dorothea stood, gently nudged him out of the study, and locked the door behind him.
Latham just stood outside, looking defeated.
Dorothea went back to sorting through the company’s strengths and the past three years’ financial reports. She’d already had promising conversations with two other candidates, but neither could offer the financial support she needed.
She wasn’t ready to give up yet. She and Albert had ended ages ago, so Bonita really shouldn’t have any reason to hold it against her. And if Bonita was a lost cause, maybe her brother Manley could help. Manley had a solid reputation in the industry. Maybe he’d be more reasonable than Bonita.
The next day, Dorothea met with Manley.
The meeting went better than she’d hoped. Manley seemed genuinely interested in The Gresham.
“Dorothea, I’ll talk to Bonita. You can connect with her later about the contract.”
“Thank you. Really.”
After a quick handshake, Dorothea stepped into the elevator.
From a distance, Bonita spotted her and hurried over to Manley. “Manley, was that Dorothea you just met?”
Manley looked calm. “Yeah, it was. Is there an issue?”
“The Gresham has a lot of potential. Plus, you know Dorothea is the head of the Stephens family now. Working with them benefits us. You’ll be handling the follow-up with her.”
“I don’t want to,” Bonita said under her breath.
Manley frowned. “This is about Albert, isn’t it?”

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