As she spoke, Erin glanced at Brett. Their eyes met briefly, but there were no sparks, only a mutual, subtle aversion.
Angel's father chuckled. "Oh? Which family's heir is he? Perhaps I know him."
Angel smiled coquettishly. "Dad, Brett's not your son-in-law yet, and you're already concerned about his sister? Erin and her boyfriend are doing well. Let's eat. We'll visit Brett's company this afternoon."
After dinner, Erin retreated to her room while Brett accompanied Angel and her father to the courtyard for a chat.
While her father went to the restroom, Angel turned to Brett, her voice laced with warning. "This is all I can do. If my father finds out about you and Erin, and something happens to her, don't blame me."
She said angrily, "I told you my father was coming. Why is she still h
