My father wasn't kidding when he said he'd like to meet the lawyer as soon as possible. Colton managed to set up the meeting that evening itself, and their consultation took more than two hours.
I sighed and glanced at Colton, who was driving the car with a smile on his face. He held my hand in his free hand as his other hand was on the steering wheel.
I cleared my throat, "Is there any chance to know why my father met with a lawyer?" I asked Colton.
He turned his head to look at me, momentarily making my heart race as he looked so handsome, wearing a pair of luxurious sunglasses, "It is a private and confidential matter. I can't ask my friend about it, and even if I did, I doubt if he will tell me. Lawyers are committed to their clients"
I felt the little hope I had diminished, "I se
