her suitcase down the long gravel driveway of the Gonzal

to school since she was a little girl, was waiting by the wrou

hick with emotion. "Let me drive you one last time

ll, throbbing pain. She forced a brave smil

of cash and pressed it firmly in

avering. "Take care of your grandkids. Sa

uickly before the tears could spill over her eyelas

ntown toward Manhattan. Carolina stared blankly out the window,

mposing stone steps of the

he entrance. He wore a sharp, charcoal bespoke suit. Amidst the casu

-eyed executive assistant, clutching

c wheels of her suitcase clicked loudly

up and down, his gaze lingering briefly on her pa

eeting. He simply ga

case and pulled out a dense, fifty-pa

private VIP antechamber just inside the building. "We have secured a room. You need

olished mahogany table. She flipped through the thick pages. Her eyes caught brutal clauses abo

paragraph on page forty-two. It explicitly requi

ed up at Gerard, her eyes wide with fear,

ded her personal space, his ta

o you want to back out? Should I make a call and have the bank's liquidation team freeze the ho

her throat. She clicked the pen and furiousl

cking the signatures with clinical preci

the small of her back. The physical contact sent a jolt of electricity dow

miling couples, escorted straight into a

erard's presence. He rushed through the s

k of hesitation in his voice. He stared direc

s out. Her voice was barely a whisper

y registry, binding them leg

marriage certificate a

ner pocket of his suit jacket, right over his heart.

yle family, Mrs. B