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THE NEXT DAY, Verena continued trying to resist thoughts of Lance by spending hours reviewing financial documents in preparation for her meeting with Derrick. He’d called that morning and invited himself over, saying that he wanted to talk to her in private tonight. He even had a special request: Can you make my favorite Beef Wellington?
If she hadn’t been desperate to get this deal done, she’d have told him exactly what he could do with his Beef Wellington.
Verena glanced at the clock on the stove. Derrick was late, which wasn’t like him. She opened the oven to check the pastry covered roast, which was baked to a rich golden brown. This was a special dish she’d enjoyed making for her family for Thanksgiving. When they’d been dating, Derrick had spent a couple of hours with them that
