Giselle Lambert’s heart was pounding with a mix of fear and defiance; she had been pushing Henry Jefferson’s buttons, leveraging his fondness for her time and again.

She thought to herself, ’What’s the worst that could happen? A total breakdown?’

Just when her patience was nearly at its end, Henry finally gave a nod.

“Alright.”

Giselle shot him a look of surprise, her mind buzzing. ’Why is he so agreeable today?’

She didn’t dwell on it, ...