SCOTT'S POV Finally, I was done with work. I could now attend the party—my birthday party. I had arrived in Houston yesterday for work. My company was based mainly in London; there was an extension in Houston. Though I traveled often to balance work in both locations, I hadn't been here in a very long time. My friends and employees had hosted a birthday party, well, also a welcome-back party; not that I cared for these things. "Mr. Blackwell, the Evanstons are requesting an urgent meeting with you—" "Not today." I headed out. My assistant knew exactly what to do; I didn't have to spell out the words. I headed straight to my penthouse, showered, and got dressed. There would be important people in attendance, business partners, family, and a few friends. Speaking of friends, Jack Garcia, my buddy, I hadn't seen him in a long time, and his daughter, Eliana... Last time I saw her, she was all grown up, a pretty little girl—naughty. I got into my SUV and was off to the location. My pho
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