taken in an orphaned little girl no one else seemed to want thirty years earlier.
Outside the historic Arlington Manor Hotel in downtown Dallas, Julian tossed the keys to his imported black Aston Martin to the valet and looked Elena up and down with obvious irritation.
That familiar expression returned—the one he always wore whenever Elena reminded him of her humble background.
“Please, Elena,” he muttered, nervously adjusting his gold Rolex. “Tonight is critical for my future. The board is here. Investors are here. Senators, CEOs… and most importantly, my