Chapter 24 - Deal with the Devil

Amelia’s POV

After spotting Rowan’s assistant at the bank, the idea had taken root and refused to go away:

Should I ask Rowan for help?

Desperation gnawed at me. I had always prided myself on being independent. I had built everything on my own—my work, my name, my path.

And, I had told Rowan I wanted no contact outside of work. But now here I was, preparing to walk into his building and ask for a favor.

I had no choice. Not if I wanted to save my mother’s house. That home meant more than just bricks and wood. It was the last piece of her I had left.

I stood outside the Lancaster Group headquarters for what felt like forever. My heels were rooted to the pavement as the morning sun gleamed off the building’s sharp lines.

Everything about the towering structure screamed authority—precise, sleek, untouchable. Just like the man who ran it.

The glass facade reflected the city around it. It was the kind of place that made people straighten their spines. I, on the other hand, felt like I wa