Chapter 91 Maybe a Little
Chapter 91 Maybe a Little
“I’m not selling.”
Dawn cut him off before he could finish.
“If it’s something my mom left me, then I’m keeping it. Don’t trouble yourself with it.” <fn3513> This text is hosted at find?novel</fn3513>
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Lucas’s smile stiffened for a moment, but he quickly recovered. “Of course… something your mother left should be treasured. When you have time, I’ll take you out there <i>to </i>see it.”
Dawn nodded, then asked quietly, “So when can I get the papers done?”
Lucas hadn’t expected her to bring that up.
Thest few days, she’d been polite and obedient, always listening, never asking much. But now she was different.
He studied her face.
So young, no expression, but her clear eyes showed honesty and innocence.
“Anytime,” he said. Then he forced a smile, his tone turning cautious.
“But, Dawn, why don’t you let me manage thend for you? You’re just a young girl. You don’t know how to handle something like this. If it just sits there, it’s wasted.
“But I know. I’m a businessman. I’ll find a way to make it useful.
“Don’t worry. No matter how much money it makes, I’ll give you every cent. Don’t you trust
me?”
Dawn looked straight at him but said nothing.
Don’t you trust <i>me</i><i>? </i>
She wanted to. But she also knew human nature didn’t always stand up to temptation.
“Uncle Lucas, I…
Lucas cut her off with a warm smile. “Don’t answer yet. Think about what I said. See if I’m right. There’s no rush on this matter anyway.”
He topped off her tea and smoothly shifted the subject.
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By the end of the night, Dawn never got the chance to bring up the paperwork again.
Still, it wasn’t hard to figure out.
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Even if it was just barrennd, some resources could be used. Lucas must’ve already thought of a way to make it profitable. He’d probably nned everything beforeing back–make the inheritance official, then convince her to hand it over willingly.
She just didn’t know how he nned to do it.
Dawn gave up trying to guess and decided to focus on work instead.
Love, life, career–at least one of them had to move forward.
For the past two days, she hadn’t heard from Ethan. She thought about calling him, but figured he must be too busy. Otherwise, he would have reached out.
That certainty made her chuckle at herself.
On her drive home after work, the sky was gray. The streets looked bare. A city worker was sweeping leaves, his breath turning white in the cold air. Winter felt endless.
But once winter ended, spring always followed.
Dawn turned the music up and leaned back in her seat.
Suddenly, her phone rang from the holder. The name “Ethan” lit up the screen, and her heart jumped like someone had flipped a switch. She sat up straight and quickly shut the music off.
The red light ahead was about to turn green. Dawn took two deep breaths, dug out her Bluetooth earpiece, slipped it on, and answered as she pressed the gas.
“Hello?”
Ethan’s smooth voice came through. “What are you doing?”
Dawn gripped the steering wheel. “Just got off work. Driving home.”
She paused, then asked, “What about you?”
“Just finished with a client.”
At that moment, Ethan was sitting in a friend’s office, his long legs casually propped on the desk. “If nothinges up, I’ll be back tomorrow morning.”
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Dawn’s lips curved. “Okay.”
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Silence filled the car, only the hum of the heater softening the air. She said, “Hannah makes way too much food every day. I can’t finish it all.”
Her words carried more meaning than they seemed to. <i>I’m </i><i>happy </i><i>you’re </i><iing </i>back. <i>Hannah’s </i>happy <i>too</i><i>. </i><i>I </i>want to eat with <i>you</i>. <i>Finally</i><i>, </i><i>you’ll </i><i>be </i><i>home</i><i>. </i>
Ethan let out a quietugh, his eyes softening.
“Hannah’s cooking is great. You should eat more anyway. You’re way too skinny.”
“Yeah, well, I’ve gained weight already.”
Dawn’s voice carried a hint ofint, almost like she was pouting. “It’s hard <i>to </i>diet.”
Ethan yed along, keeping the talk light. Then, after some small talk, his voice dropped into that deep, tempting tone. “Did you miss me?”
Dawn’s heart skipped. Her foot almost slipped off the gas.
So direct?
She bit her lip,ughter shining in her eyes.
It took her a long moment before she whispered, “Maybe a little …
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