Timothy Grant understood his meaning, sighed with relief without a sound, and his racing heart calmed down. In a soft voice, he said, "Then... I'm heading up, see you Mr. Wilson."
As he got out of the car, Timothy stood by the roadside and watched the golden gray Porsche fade into the distance before he dared to breathe a long sigh of relief, fog swirling before him.
Throughout her pregnancy these past few months, Finn Wilson hadn't asked about her at all. He had once said that once the child was born, it would belong to the Wilsons. He would compensate her with a sum of money to ensure she had no worries for the rest of her life. If she still wanted to make a name for herself in the entertainment industry, he could help her become incredibly famous.
The offer was tempting.
To exchange ten months for a prosperous future.
Then, she wouldn't have to humble herself to despicable men anymore for the sake of a leading role or a publicity boost.
