Ghost With No Past

The door opened and Noah walked in with his attorney.

Lincoln and I stood, shaking hands with them. "Welcome." I grinned.

"Thank you." He returned my grin before schooling himself. We were here for business.

"Let's sit." I gestured to the chairs across from us.

They sat and Lincoln presented the documents. "Here it is. Sixty million dollars for a twelve percent stake in Sunset Inn."

They collected the documents and reviewed it, making sure it matched everything that had been previously negotiated.

With Quinn, she'd cut ties and rejected the deal but with Noah, we had an agreement. Cancelling just because I got my own funds would lower my credibility within the Pine Press circle and I definitely didn't want that.

No one wants to be branded as unreliable.

When the news of the Adam family scandal had broken, Noah had shown his shrewdness as a businessman by going radio silent.