Miracle OF Love
Ignoring the boredom comment, I answered the important part.
“Amelia.”
It felt strange calling her that, but she was right. We needed to act more familiar.
“Who’s Amelia?” Noah asked.
Carter’s expression was pure disapproval.
Hamilton looked curious.
“Mrs. Nichols,” I told Noah.
“Who?”
I rolled my eyes.
“My assistant, idiot.”
“Jesus, Ry,” Carter said. “That’s a lawsuit waiting to happen. You’re supposed to expand the business, not bankrupt us.”
“I know. But she agreed.”