Evelyn's POV
Since that day, I started scouting for new sponsors—anything to loosen Sebastian’s grip. Right now, the Langfords were our biggest backers. With the new funds on hold, our medical equipment orders had to be pushed back two weeks. Ideally, we’d find new investors in that window.
This was all part of my plan for life after a divorce.
“This is no joke.”
I sat at the bar, downing a beer in one gulp, venting to Maddie.
“I’ve been at it for five days straight. Had dinner after dinner with every Mrs. and heiress in town. And you know what? Every single one of them ran over to take a pic with me, calling me the ‘Deer Chaser’—like it was some i********: thing. I smiled so much my face actually froze. Nobody wanted to put in money. Nobody!”
“I get it. That’s exactly how they are.
