Sunday, noon.
Gaylord Hearst was hunched over his phone, looking busy as ever. His friend leaned over to sneak a peek at the
screen.
One glance, and his friend groaned. "Seriously? It's the weekend. PrimeStar doesn't pay you enough to keep you
glued to work even on Saturdays and Sundays. | thought you'd be racking your brain trying to score a date with
Ms. Ross right about now."
The overtwas Gaylord's own choice; it had nothing to do with PrimeStar.
Gaylord didn't bother replying.
Back before he found out Charlene wasn't divorced yet, he really had spent most weekends plotting ways to ask
her out.
But then Charlene admitted she was still married.
Sure, the way she talked about it, things with her husband were definitely headed for divorce-but, officially, it
hadn't happened yet.
Noticing Gaylord lost in thought, his friend knocked on the table. "You've gone all silent. What's on your mind?"
Gaylord snapped back to the present.
He used to think Charlene was already single, so her husband had barely crossed his mind. But since learning
she was still married-divorce pending certain thoughts began to creep in.
He'd known Charlene for a while now, and to him, she was perfect: kind, beautiful, easy to talk to, smart as a
whip.
Suddenly, he found himself curious about her husband-what kind of man could be willing to let go of someone as
incredible as Charlene?
Just as he was about to ask his friend to do a little digging, someone called his nfrom across the café.
"Gaylord?"
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He looked up.
It was Vesta.
She greeted him with a smile, walking over. "Out so early? | figured you'd still be in bed at this hour."
Gaylord glanced at her, his tone even. "Did you need something?"
Ever since Gaylord joined PrimeStar, the two of them rarely saw each other outside work.
And after he found out she was dating Thorne, he'd turned cold toward her-just like now.
Vesta didn't seem to mind. She sat down beside him. "Your sister reached out again, you know. The family still
hopes you'll chand help out with the business. But you just won't listen, will you..."
She sighed, settling in. "Gaylord, you've been away for months now. Staying at
PrimeStar forever isn't exactly a plan. Why don't you just-"
Gaylord cut her off, puzzled why
someone as passionate about Al as
Vesta would still urge him to abandon PrimeStar and go back to the family company, especially when she knew
what a powerhouse PrimeStar was.
But he had no interest in debating her. "This is betweenand my family. I'll handle it."
He looked a little put out, but Vesta didn't press the point. She only said, "I get it, you can't bear to leave
PrimeStar. Honestly, | get it-/vone!
always wanted to work there myself. It's just... | heard your dad's health isn't so good lately..."
"I know," Gaylord replied flatly.
"Well, as long as you're aware."
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joined the conversation exchanging
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Just then, Dalton Ramirez cstriding over. "Ms. Hawkins, what a coincidence."
Vesta smiled. "It is, isn't it?"
As she spoke, she noticed York Watson behind Dalton and greeted him warmly. "Mr. Watson! It's been ages."
York nodded silently, his gaze drifting to where Gaylord sat.
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making introductions. "This is
Gaylord, and-" But just as she began,
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