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alls and messages from Austin. She had no intention of hearing an

put her phone awa

en Restaurant at noon. The strange thing is that they're keeping everything under wraps. T

Burt

side her. She could not explain why the name bothered

ed getting ready and le

stling with customers, and cars con

en Melanie hurried toward her in her high

d examined her friend from head to toe. Her voice grew tense as

smile. "That part of my

ore we're late. Mr. Burton s

retch limousine stopped in

r door swung open, an

t emphasized his broad shoulders, and his pre

A faint scar ran along his brow bone, adding to his intimid

im with a respectful bow. "Welcome to Eden Restaurant, Mr. Burto

and headed straight for the m

the elevator

d of the third-floor hallway, Melanie was busy sh

ersonal trainer who stands six foo

Emma could only smi

d to start dating someone today..." Melanie's words trailed off wh

rance and gave them a courteous nod. "Good afternoon, Ms. Stevens an

d slipped it away before straighten

p on the table, Emma

soon echoed through the hallway

pright posture soon

thority, and his firm jaw and unreadabl

only a glance, his attent

rd him, and thei

lost track of everything aro

and his fingers tight

keup. Even after all these years, her eyes still held the

ching for her, and he had chased every lead in

rance untouched, but something abo

"Mr. Burton, this is Ms. Emma Stevens, the develop

ma greeted Nathan with a compose

ighten as he struggled t

tranger, as though they ha

ind a composed expression. After entering the room, he greeted her in a

ded with a

, Danny placed the documents on the ta

e could not figure out what it was. She put her cup down and cleared her throat. "We

a response, she hurr

to leave as well, following

tled over the private dining room, le

ained quiet and kep

f, much like someone who had finally found some

ecided to break the silence. "Mr. Burton, before we discuss sell

is time befor

offee and ran his thumb

ide the limousine that day. His fingers were long and slender, and his knuckles were shar

she had seen in

voice interrupted her. "What terms are you talking about? Ms. Stevens

d frowned. "That is not how busine

ion. "Give me your asking price, and I will sign the agreement. You can decide how the equity will b

His willingness to agree to everything made little sense to h

want i

" Emma's bro

faint smile appeared on his face. "What else did you think I was referring to

suitable response, so

n the contract, Emma drew in a steadying breath, grabbed the p

sh, some of the coldness i