"It's just that you need to be very sure, right?" Denny blurted out his understanding of her.
Trisha nodded with her head still down and her eyes staring at her restless hands above her lap.
Denny called Harold on the phone again, and the man answered right away.
"Please send Trisha's files, canceled contract, and everything that concerns her to my email as soon as possible," Denny ordered with calmness. He cut the call when Harold informed him to wait for the email within ten minutes. He could check his mail on his phone and show them to Trisha. Denny did not want to sound negative in any way or look agitated even in the slightest. Lest he scares this little girl away, and she chooses to stay and work here in Sweet Haven.
Denny was ten years older than Trisha.
He is supposed to be th
