Rhett’s POV
The moment the East Suburb land deal was finally settled, congratulations erupted around me.
I don’t particularly enjoy being surrounded with small talk, but scenes like this are unavoidable—especially when everyone wants a share of whatever you’ve just secured.
I responded perfunctorily, my peripheral vision catching the flow of people inside the hotel. Then I noticed a slim, dark figure.
A girl stood under the lights, her back strangely familiar—as if I’d seen her somewhere before.
I frowned slightly but didn’t think much of it.
There aren’t many people I bother remembering, and she was clearly not one of them.
Outside the hotel, the night wind scattered the noise, finally giving me some quiet.
Jackson went to handle the transfer documents while I leaned against the
