My grip on the glass tightened. I really didn't need this.
I flashed a standard, professional smile—the kind that didn't reach my eyes.
"Harold," I said, my voice dropping a few degrees. "I appreciate your investment advice, truly. But my love life doesn't require due diligence. If you don't mind, let's focus on the contract terms."
Harold blinked, clearly taken aback by the sharp boundary I’d just erected. He cleared his throat, looking slightly embarrassed. "Right. Of course."
Just then, his phone buzzed on the table. He checked the screen and stood up quickly. "I have to take this. It was a pleasure, Caroline."
He hurried away, leaving me alone at the table.
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I didn't stay long after Harold left. I went to the locker room to change out of my formal wear.
As I zipped u
