He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 50
Night had fallen, and the lights of the bridge across the river formed a flowing stream.
“Luca waited outside the hospital all night yesterday,” Dante said, putting his phone away. “He didn’t come up. He asked me to ask you if you would be willing to see him, now that he’s returned everything he could.”
I looked at the distant lights, quiet for a long moment.
“It can’t be undone.”
The engagement ring had been returned. The SIM card had been broken. The plane had left Boston. Those things had happened. The truth couldn’t un-happen them.
“I don’t hate him, and I admit he’s paid a price,” I said. “But I won’t go back.”
It was an answer, not a punishment.
“When Mom can get out of bed, I’m taking her to Paris for a while.” I turned to Dante. “Does your Paris office still need a forensic accountant?”
His brow lifted, and a slow smile spread across his face.
“Yes. It has ever since you left my shipping company six years ago.”
“I’m not going back to be your bookkeeper,” I reminded him. “My firm will sign a formal consulting contract with you. I set the terms.”
“Of course.” He stepped up beside me. “Elena, you’ve always been the one setting the terms.”