Lena
"I asked Mrs. Billy." Nate grinned. He came to see me first thing this morning. "Figured if I'm going to recruit you for charity work, bribery via caffeine is ethical."
Despite everything, I almost smiled. "Recruit me?"
"The annual Blackwood Foundation gala is in six weeks. I need someone with actual empathy to help plan it, because Julian's idea of charity is writing checks and leaving." Nate gestured toward the door. "Have breakfast with me? I promise this is a legitimate job offer, not weird billionaire-friend nepotism."
I glanced toward the elevator. Julian had left for the office at dawn without a word. He'd barely spoken to me since the business dinner with Cassie.
"Okay," I said.
Nate's smile widened. "Excellent. I know a place with the best pancakes in Manhattan."
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