He stared at her for a long moment, his jaw ticking. Then, with a sigh, he muttered, "Just let me have a conversation with them first, okay? I'll see what I can do."
Relief flooded her body so fast she nearly sagged in her chair. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me yet, sweetheart. Come on, let's leave Mary to rest."
Mary's eyes were already half-closed, her breathing slowing as sleep began to pull her under. Her pale lips curved into a faint smile as Ivy leaned over and kissed her forehead.
"I'll see you later, Mum," Ivy whispered.
Evans quietly wheeled Ivy out of the room, his hands steady on the handles of her wheelchair.
*****
Winn and Joey stepped out of Winn's Maybach and into the lobby of the Grand Mercure Hotel.
Winn's jaw was tight. The Dutch investors had flown in from Amsterdam to attend his wedding and finalize the deal. But now, with the wedding fiasco, things were falling apart fast.
