Milton had already said so much that Phoebe couldn''t really say no anymore. She sighed and said, "Alright, I''d like to treat you to dinner tonight. Mr. Dous, you don''t have any other ns, do you?" Milton grinned, "Ms. Ziegler, I would really enjoy having dinner with you more often. Even if I did have ns, I''d drop them."


    Phoebe knew Milton was in for tonight. She turned to Lori to make a reservation. After giving her instructions, Milton motioned for her to take the first swing.


    Phoebe stepped up to the tee, gripped the club, and swung. The golf ball soared through the air, and the caddie quickly ran over, raising the scorecard.


    Milton chuckled, "Ms. Ziegler, looks like your golf game is still on point."@@novelbin@@


    Phoebe turned her head, and Milton, looking at her, felt a strange warmth in his chest.


    Honestly, Phoebe wasn''t the most beautiful woman he''d ever met, but she was the toughest. She had an admirable inner strength, one that never yielded to fate in any adversity.


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