The Tycoon's Daughter: A Bitter Inheritance

head, my face burning with shame. I couldn' t believe I' d actually said th

und broke the tens

for the first time, I saw something other than cold annoyance on his face. He was laughing

a grin spreading across hi

uld see her own lips twitching in the rearview mirror. She shot m

confused.

ot running a taxi servic

y me?" Be

I said s

senger seat beside Emily. The leather was cool and smooth. The car smelled f

atbelt, my fingers clumsy wit

ithout another word, she leaned across me, her arm brushing mine. Her hair smelled like green apples. S

, staring straight a

eway. As we drove, she suddenly tossed a heavy textbook into my lap. It

anded. "There' s a pop quiz today. Don' t

But it was... something. It was help,

ty returned. I didn' t want a repeat of yesterday. I di

id, pointing to a corner a few

eyebrow raised. "You sur

" I said quickl

led over to the curb

before she could change her

lk. I watched it disappear, the feeling of being an outsider washing o

og cart on the corner, the smell of grilled onions suddenly the most wonderful thing in the world.

og was warm, and the mustard was sharp. It was simple, and it was mine. For a moment, I wasn't Richard Thompson's unwanted d