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Dollar Signs: Do You Only See My Money?

Author: Hanleigh Bradley loves books more than nearly anything in the world; whether its reading them or writing them, Hanleigh just can't get enough. She's read more books than she can count and owns more books than some libraries. Synopsis: It’s hard to fall in love when all people see is money. Eden Clancy might be an heiress, she might have all the money she would ever need but it comes at a cost. When people look at her, they don’t actually see her, unable to look beyond the designer handbags and the luxurious car she drives. Sitting in a restaurant she hates, eating food she can’t stand to please a guy that left her with the bill and a broken heart, Eden decides something has got to change. When her grandma suggests going to work at the family business, Clancy’s Comforts, Eden groans. The last thing she wants is to deal with more people only interested in her because of her last name and wealth. But Grandma’s got it all planned out; a fake identity, giving up her car, handbags and credit cards, and a new job as an assistant. It’s completely balmy but Eden finds herself agreeing to her Grandma’s terms. The only problem... Noah Grisham, Eden’s new boss. He might have the prettiest face Eden has ever seen but his temper definitely doesn’t match. He’s moody, downright rude, and quite frankly offensive. For the first time in her life, someone is seeing beyond her money, but he still manages to completely misunderstand her.

Hanleigh Bradley · Urban
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129 Chs

Finding Answers

I do as Martin says, taking a seat as my entire body tenses at the idea of what he is about to say. I wish I could just run from the room and pretend that he didn’t suggest I should sit down. It’s what I used to do when I was a child and grandma wanted to tell me off.

It probably wouldn’t work now though… Plus, I’m supposed to be a grownup. I’m supposed to be all about handling the difficult stuff.

Martin pulls out the seat at the table next to mine, turning it so he’s facing me as he sits down. His expression is haunted and his eyes are sad. I’m not going to like what he’s going to say. That one look is enough to make me not just want to run from the room, but maybe the country.

Ear plugs could work… I just need to make sure I don’t hear what he’s about to say. If I don’t hear it, it’s not real, right?

“Your grandma and I have known for quite some time that your parents; deaths were not accidental.”

I guess there’s no avoiding that.

“Grandma knew?”