Hadlee knocked on her father’s office door and waited for the order to enter.
“Hadlee,” he smiled from behind his desk though the smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“Evander Westbrook wants to make me his daughter-bride?”
“It’s the word on the street, yes.” Liev leaned back in his chair. “He started pooling all his resources this week and purchased an island in the Caribbean under a fake name. Garold gave all the details to Peter this morning.”
“What are you two working on?” she changed the subject. “Eric said you were doing a new project.” When her father hesitated, she looked at Eric.
“Sorry Liev, I told you before I won’t keep secrets from her.”
“Go ahead,” Liev waved his hand at Eric.
“You mentioned to me about the trafficking of women, and it’s been resonating with me. I can’t
