“Nolan, your sister’s health is already so delicate. Why would you let her come out like this?” Dane never had a great impression of Julia. Chasing after some guy when she clearly wasn’t well, and taking out her frustration on his own almost fiancée—none of it sat right with him. What had Claire ever done to deserve that? Even if Elvis liked Claire, it was just because she was likable. A quick conversation in a restaurant didn’t mean Claire owed them anything, or had to get dragged into their mess. And thanks to all this, Claire barely had time to get back to the hotel and prep for her competition.
Nolan could hear the irritation in Dane’s voice. “Dane, I know Julia caused a lot of trouble for you this time. We honestly can’t control her. She’s had a heart problem since birth. She’s fragile—like a porcelain doll. The one thing she’s ever seemed to care about is Elvis. And naturally, Elvis doesn’t like her back. They’re a mess, honestly.” Nolan looked apologetic and frustrated.
If Julia liked anyone else, the Ford family could nudge things along, make sure she got what she wanted. But Elvis was different. He was the youngest in his family, incredibly sheltered, and if he wasn’t interested, not even his own family would make him go along with an arranged marriage. They couldn’t even convince him to pretend for Julia’s sake. And even if the Fords tried to reel him in with business deals, Elvis’s family didn’t exactly need their help. So it was hopeless. They couldn’t force Elvis, but Julia kept chasing after him anyway. Her health was bad enough—who dared restrict her now? It was all about whatever would make her happy.
“This time it really was Julia’s fault. Sorry she got in the way of your student’s competition prep.” Nolan offered an apology, then gave Dane a curious look, his voice turning teasing. “So, what’s the deal with you and her? I never heard you had anyone like that around before.”
Dane and Nolan had known each other for years. Their families did business together, so Nolan liked to think he was up to date on everything in Dane’s life.
“You hadn’t heard before, but now you know,” Dane said, not offering more.
“Come on. She’s your girlfriend, right?” Nolan’s smile was sly.
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