Chapter Seven

Hannah had called her at least ten times. The first had been when she’d realized exactly how large a client Angel would be. She’d known she’d be rich, but this wealthy had never crossed her mind. She’d told Angel that the partners at the firm had congratulated her for going outside the box and bringing in a new client. They had even given her multiple associates and a paralegal to help solely with Angel’s legal matters. It was around three that afternoon when they arrived back at the ranch; she realized she’d spent more in a single day than she had in her whole lifetime. But her father had insisted she pay the fees to expedite everything.

She’d taken one look at her still empty house and called her grandmother to ask, “Is there any furniture outlets that have stock that you don’t have to order?” Which was why she was now standing in a furniture store outlet that was owned by a friend of her grandfathers and she was being given the royal treatment. Anything she needed he prom