Apart from the fact that I took a long break from school, I’d started sensing academic danger.
After Brian left the hotel, reality crept back in. I knew the estate was going to be fine—even if it lost its original owner. But that didn’t mean I was okay with it.
I also realized there was nothing I could do about the sale process.
Not unless I could come up with at least half a billion pounds. If only.
Thinking back to how I marched up to Brian’s house, declaring I’d buy the estate with my trust fund—I nearly laughed out loud. That account probably didn’t even reach a quarter of what was needed.
I started making preparations to go back to school.
The following day, I packed my suitcase and caught a flight back to New York.
I wasn’t in the mood to see family—didn’t want to answer que
