Scarlett POV
Regina’s call came out of nowhere. “When do you have a free day this month? Come by the old house. I want you to meet some friends of mine.”
My fork froze halfway to my mouth. There was a time I actually respected Regina.
After everything that went down, I knew better. In her world, cash came first, and people were a distant second. Randomly introducing me to her circle of older friends? That smelled off.
“Regina, let’s cut the bullshit,” I said, done playing nice.
“What’s your angle here?”
She didn’t even hesitate. “I’m doing this for you!” Then she laid it all out.
“You need to remarry, and it should be from the right families—my friends’ sons. Meet the moms first, get a feel for the households, then pick someone who fits.”
I stared out the window, brain short-cir
