CHAPTER 48

ZYLIAH’S POV

"When will the documents be ready?" I asked, taking a sip of the mocktail I’d mixed myself while listening to Julia Fawn, the realtor I’d once planned to buy a house through.

I’d already explained my living situation and how unlikely it was that I would be buying a home now. She’d understand.

To make up for the change, I asked her to find me a large building instead and explained my plan to open a new branch here.

After a long, heartfelt conversation with ...