Chapter 346

Madison

The driver opened the door, and Alexander stepped out first, then extended his hand to help me. I hesitated before taking it, trying to ignore the warmth that spread up my arm at his touch.

Outside, the air smelled of river water and damp earth. A salt-and-pepper-haired man in a suit approached from a parked SUV, accompanied by a younger woman clutching a portfolio.

“Mr. Knight,” the man called, extending his hand. “Sam Donovan. We spoke on the phone.”

“Mr. Donovan.” Alexander shook his hand firmly. “This is Madison Harper, my project manager.”

“Ms. Harper.” Donovan shook my hand. “This is Jessica Wells, my associate.”

Jessica nodded, her eyes darting between Alexander and me with barely concealed curiosity.

“Shall we begin the tour?” Donovan gestured toward the complex. “We can start with the main building.”

As we walked, Donovan launched into a detailed history of the property. It had been a textile factory in the earl