Three days later
Andrew
“Why would you willingly thrust yourself into the role of Holden’s middleman, Carl?" I seethe, my irritation thinly veiling the intense frustration simmering beneath.
We're at the end of our business lunch, and everything was sailing smoothly until Carl chose to advocate for Holden's case.
"We're related through marriage," Carl explains, as if that feeble justification should somehow make everything palatable.
"And was this meeting orchestrated to plead Holden's case?" Harper demands, her voice cutting through the thickening tension in the restaurant.
"No, absolutely not, Mrs. Palmer. I'm genuinely interested in collaborating with the Safe Haven for Women. Everything we discussed today has nothing to do with Holden," Carl insists, oblivious to the storm brewin
