Chapter 8 - Cracks in the ContractThe next three weeks passed like a breathtaking winter dream.
Working together, Noah and I transformed McAllister Pine Farm into the premier botanical winter destination in New England. My custom floral installations attracted thousands of visitors, bringing in record-breaking revenue that wiped out the farmâs immediate debts before the bank loan even closed!
We worked side by side in the timber barn, walked through the snow-covered pine fields at dusk, and spent long, warm nights by the stone fireplace, rediscovering the deep, unbreakable passion that had brought us together at twenty-two.
However, Julianna Ross was not a woman who accepted defeat quietly.
Furious at losing the commercial acquisition, Julianna hired a private investigator to dig into my background in Boston and Nevada.
On Christmas Eve afternoon, during the farmâs grand holiday public festival, Julianna arrived at the main lodge accompanied by a local newspaper reporter and Harrison Vance.
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She held an envelope in her gloved hand, a cruel, triumphant sneer on her lips.
âHarrison!â Julianna called out, her voice ringing across the crowded festival lodge. âBefore you sign the final loan documents today, you need to see the truth about Noahâs so-called marriage!â
