Ryan's POV
"The thing is..." She hesitated, watching me carefully. "Don't you think you're a little too dependent?"
I raised an eyebrow.
"Dependent?" I repeated.
She nodded.
"Yeah."
I smiled, leaning back.
"I think the word you're looking for is lucky."
She rolled her eyes.
"Of course you would say that."
"What? I have parents who worked hard and built something successful. I’m just benefiting from it."
"I'm not saying there's anything wrong with that," she said quickly. "Having wealthy parents isn't a crime. And I'm not saying your parents are wrong for wanting you to inherit what they've built."
She paused, her expression softening.
"But what do you want, Ryan?"
The question caught me off guard.
She continued before I could answer.
"Not what your dad wants. Not what your
