"Mr. Johnson, these are my problems and my family. You don't have any right to get yourself tangled up with my own concerns," she said.
"How naive can you get, Miss Borthman?"
Mary sighed, "Please stay away from my problems. I'm keeping things going. You have a company to worry about. This COVID-19 will take a toll in the hotel industry. We must get ready." Her words came out in a whisper. The muscles between her shoulder blades pulled taut.
Tyler’s expression loosened up as he stared at her. "How are you really? You looked tense."
He thought he knew Miss Borthman was anxious about her brother, a lucky bastard. Tyler never had someone like her to worry about him. Aside from his grandfather, his many cousins and relatives were nothing but leeches and parasites. In his 30 years of existe
