Chapter Eighteen
At least he hoped she still wanted him.
It had taken a full day of red tape to get a contract drawn up and signed by all necessary parties. He hadn’t spoken with Henry in that time, nor had Henry called. If Liam had meant that little to him, this was a move he should have done years ago. Why had he persisted in working at Upper Crust, still trying to desperately earn Henry’s approval? He was still the young boy at boarding school earning the best grades, being the best sportsman, winning at everything he did just to get a word of acknowledgement from his father. Until recently he was still that young boy, hoping for approval. All the while Henry had never been interested.
He grabbed the Chinese he’d bought, paid the taxi and walked to Clover’s door. He wasn’t sure if sh
