Thirty-one

Three weeks later...

"Oh my God, I thought this day will never end." Peter slumped down on her sofa while Amara was back behind the coffee station and made herself another cup of coffee.

"I think my skin will ooze coffee, I don't know how William can fill my schedule daily for one whole week."

She was back to sitting down on her girl boss chair. Her office had been remodeled since the incident.

Peter was meticulously picky with the office designer and Amara was loving the end result. A new and fresh way to start her role as the Hamilton sole heir, or should we say the last of the Hamilton. Just as stated on the headlines of every newspaper, business magazines, and other online publishing out there for the last couple of weeks.

The day she was back from the Keys she was greeted by news crews who were seeking her story. The authorities were hot on her tail but easily dismi