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Jazlyn patted the space beside her and tugged him down. “Don’t be rude, sit. This is Janice Rowe. She’s smart, elegant, still single. Just like you.”
Now he got it. His face darkened. This was a setup.
He let out a slow breath, then turned to Janice. “I’m sorry, Ms. Rowe. But I’ve got something urgent to handle. Let me walk you out.”
Janice was puzzled. Marc had only just arrived, and already he was sending her away.
“Mr. Walsh, did I do something wrong?” She didn’t bother hiding the edge in her voice.
She’de here for a real date, not to be shown the door three minutes after he arrived. She’d spent the whole afternoon chatting with Jazlyn, picking out an outfit, doing her makeup—only to be brushed off like this. What a waste.
“Ms. Rowe, I’m sorry for the trouble today,” Marc said, already reaching for his phone. “Let mepensate you for your time. Just give me your bank details.”
Janice shot to her feet, cheeks hot with anger.
“I didn’te here for your money. I’m looking for someone to marry, not a paycheck. If we’re not a match, fine. Let’s not waste each other’s time.”
She grabbed her purse and marched out of the vi without a backward nce. Jazlyn sat on the sofa, mouth half-open, wanting to call her back but too stunned to move. As soon as the door clicked shut, she turned to Marc, eyes wide with disappointment.
“What was that?”
Marc ran a hand through his hair, clearly worked up. “I should be asking you the same thing, Mom. How many times have I told you to stay out of my love life?”
Jazlyn’s voice pitched higher. “Stay out of it? I’m your mother! You’re not getting any younger, Marc. You don’t even have a kid yet. What’s going to happen to the Walsh family?”
Back when Marc and Ste were married, Jazlyn had nagged them nonstop about babies. Now that they were divorced, Marc was still hung up on Ste, which made grandchildren feel farther away than ever. At this rate, she’d be in her grave before she ever held a grandchild.
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Marc had heard this lecture a thousand times. It was exactly why he crashed at the office most nights instead ofing home.
“Enough!” he snapped. “You never liked Ste. If it wasn’t for you nting doubts in my head, I never would’ve pushed her away. Thepany went under, and guess who helped me build it back? Ste. I’m not letting her go again. I’m not that heartless.”
He held Jazlyn ountable for much of the current situation he and Ste were in.
Jazlyn jabbed a finger at him, furious. “You’re out of your mind! Do you have any idea who Janice’s family is? Government officials! Marry her and you’d never have to worry about a thing. Kids, connections—everything falls into ce. Plus, she’s gorgeous and smart. How is Ste better?”
Sure, when Jazlyn was stuck in that crummy rental, she’d softened toward Ste a little after learning Ste’s brother bought Marc a vi. But things were different now. Ste was tangled up with William again. Time to move on.
“No onees close to Ste,” Marc said tly. “I’m marrying her, end of story. If you like Janice so much, you marry her.”
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