“This place is gorgeous. It really deserves to be taken care of. What a shame it’d be to tear it down.”
Mabel made up her mind to show the photos to her parents when she got back, hoping to convince them to go all-in on the bid.
“I’d never agree to demolition,” Claire promised.
“That’s a relief.” Mabel trusted her. Claire didn’t seem like the kind of person who needed money badly.
She doubted Claire would give up the estate just for a little cash.
But just in case, Mabel pressed on. “If you ever reach a point where you truly need the money, could you call me first? I’d be happy to buy the estate at whatever the market rate is.”
Honestly, who even knew what “market rate” meant for a place like this?
Privately, Claire thought that with a family as generous as her grandfather’s, she’d never actually run out of money, not in this life.
Still, seeing how hopeful Mabel looked, she nodded. “If it ever comes to that, I’ll think of you first, Mabel.”
Mabel’s face lit up. “Is it alright if I call you Claire?”
Claire just shrugged.
They swapped numbers.
Later, Jennifer called Claire and Dane over for dinner. Mabel led Eaton back to their own private dining room.
Their meal wasn’t even halfway done.
But with everything on her mind, not even the amazing food tempted Mabel. As soon as she sat down, she started going through the photos.
“Eaton, you’ve really gotten good at this. You made me look fantastic.”
“As long as you’re happy, Mabel.”
Valerie watched them, frowning.
“Mabel, don’t you think you’re being a little too trusting with Claire? Don’t you ever wonder if she’s telling the truth?”

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