Chapter 10. Seems I Have No Choice

Tiara POV

I was suffering from a severe hangover when I woke up the following morning and was sitting in a lawyer’s office. Ok, or maybe I was still drunk.?

Those wine glasses may have disappeared faster than the coast would have been flooded, but I really needed them.

Following my confrontation with Baker and my following embarrassing display in his elevator, I wasted my time rummaging through my small apartment, feeling confused and worthless.

I started reading the contract again and again just after Mara left, and it took me about ten minutes before I poured myself another glass of wine to go with it. I had lost count of them. My father had left me like twelve voicemails on my phone during my meeting with Vincent Baker, all of which I deleted.?

Hearing his voice dreaded me because I knew what question he would ask. Did I take Baker up on his offer? Was there any chance that I might get him off the shit he was in? Of course, for mom’s sake. It was bec