Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

By the time they reached Havenport, it was already midday.

The group headed straight to the hotel to check in. For convenience and safety -they'd all booked rooms on the same floor. Blair's room was right next to Briony's.

They kept lunch simple and ate at the hotel restaurant.

Halfway through the meal, Blair slipped away.

"Where's Blair?" asked Lawyer Hughes, glancing around.

"He's eating in his room," Briony replied.

Lawyer Hughes paused for a moment, then nodded as realization dawned. "Oh, right. He's still got that injury on his face-probably easier for him to eat alone."

Before they'd finished eating, Blair reappeared. Maybe it was Briony's scolding that morning, but he seemed a lot more efficient now.

As they finished their meal, rain began to fall over Havenport.

Manager Dawson, who was overseeing the project negotiations, arrived in a minivan to pick them up.

destination was a local children's home in Havenport, a place that cared for

children, the home had been named "Starlight

sat halfway up a mountain, about an hour's drive from the hotel. The latter part of the journey wound up narrow mountain roads, and with the rain coming down,

the mountainside, and the gray, rainy sky pressed low overhead. But the orphanage glowed

laughter and playful shouts echoed from all corners

a young man named

in on Garfield's background. He'd inherited the role from his mother, who had founded the orphanage. After her passing,

thirty-five, who had autism in fact, Starlight Orphanage

originally been created by

by

on a tour

special needs," Garfield explained as they walked. "They volunteer their time to look after the

gathered around a

up at

"There's one," Garfield replied.

she available? I'd love to speak with her, get a

pulling out his phone. He dialed quickly. "Ms. Gill? Could you come by the meeting room? The investors have a few questions