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.

Havenport, a place

home had been named

The latter part of the journey wound up

was already four in the afternoon. Mist shrouded the mountainside, and the gray, rainy sky

and playful shouts echoed from all corners

man named Garfield White-gentle features,

role from his mother, who had founded the orphanage. After her passing, Garfield

an older brother, Shane White, thirty-five, who had autism in fact, Starlight

originally been created by

inspired by Shane's

then led them on a tour of the orphanage, introducing them

of children with special needs," Garfield explained as they walked. "They volunteer their

around a table in

up at Garfield.

"There's one," Garfield replied.

"Is she available? I'd love to speak with

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