Chapter Seven
“Lewis, to what do I owe this honor?”
Lewis Worthington was a man of distinction. His classic Greek features, achieved through a little nip here, tuck there, and a nose job to fix what a few fistfights couldn’t, accentuated graying temples and provided him an air of respectability he didn’t deserve. Even though he’d started Worthington, Bennett, and Schuler, he spent more time womanizing than practicing law lately. However, none of the partners had the guts to call him out for his behavior. Unfortunately, he brought in more business than the other two partners combined, so they knew which side was face up when they put butter on their toast in the morning. It was also the reason Laura called her father by his given name. She was constantly trying to distance herself from he
