Harrison’s POV

"I've told you before, mom, I have plans for the evening..."

I made a conscious effort to suppress the annoyance and anxiety brought on by work as I pushed open the door to the VIP room.

The first person I saw wasn't my mother, Blair, but a woman who stood up nervously as the door creaked open.

I took a moment to study her somewhat familiar face before shifting my gaze to my mother.

"Oh, Harrison, I forgot to introduce you. This is Olivia Russell. Her father was your father's ...