Fresh air does wonders. For now, it seemed to chase away the depressive smog that had veiled Nevaeh’s mind ever since seeing hoochie Miss Daniels flogging Aron’s bishop. Or maybe her mood improved because of the bourbon that Ofa sloshed into their coffee. Grinning, she sipped a little more from her cup, thankful for her cousin's thoughtful contributions.
In either case, it was definitely a good call on Levi’s part to leave Nicolet Tower. It undeniably helped her focus on the business deal, which they were currently doing at a London park near an outdoor lakeside café. Even if they bailed from the building, there was still work to be done and her father would kill her if they didn't get some work done today.
With laptops open, files and paperwork splayed across the table betw
