Immediately after signing the papers, I was sent to rest for a couple of hours and put together what I hadn't gotten around to yet. I wasn't dizzy anymore, but I felt sick. I heard bits and pieces of my father's conversation with Cole and the notary. All I could catch was that the local press would have a new gossip story tomorrow, and then they'd forget all about me. Something that didn't involve embarrassment or humiliation. Cole had chosen another story, someone's wedding, which, thanks to him and the huge circulation he'd paid for, would be talked about for a long time to come. His father's firm would have to wait, but as the notary informed him, there was a good chance of settling the matter with his competitors and partners and getting back on his feet. I couldn't be happier about th
