Chapter 6
Unaccustomed to being on the defensive, Grant scrambled to justify himself. “Of course not! We were granted a waiver to raise Mandy at home because she was already promised to a dear friend of the family.” He felt a twinge of guilt at omitting the fact it was his family’s wealth that had ensured approval of that waiver. People of lesser means would have had no choice but to surrender their child. “My point is that talent such as hers would have flourished at an omega farm. Free from the distractions of mixed society, she could have devoted her time to it.” Summoning his job title’s air of authority, he used his best official voice to state, “I assure you the farms aren’t warehouses, and no one is sold off.”
“Oh? I thought you’d never been there.” The pure smug couched behind Rafael’s sweet smile stung deep, damn it.