ADRIANA'S POV
Harris's office was airy. The windows were opened, allowing fresh air coming from the gardens to come in. She could smell the freshly cut grass outside as the gardeners were trimming the topiaries lining the gardens.
She saw Harris sitting behind his table as soon as she arrived. She did not bother to greet him. After everything he did to her and her mother, she never forgave her father.
"You met with Marshall Reagan?" he asked as he faced her. She stopped the urge to roll her eyes.
"I did, yes."
"At Blythemore?"
"Is that why you asked me to come here? To ask about my business with Reagan at Blythemore?"
Harris's face darkened as he looked at her. "You're my daughter, Adriana. Of course, I would want to know about your business. Especially involving Reagan Terranova. T
