I’d handled my fair share of difficult clients, and truthfully, I thought I’d seen it all. But Eva Hartley was in a league of her own. From the moment she waltzed into our office, with all designer labels and Instagram-ready smile, I knew she was going to be a handful.

I secretly wondered if she was dumped into my lap intentionally because no one else wanted to deal with her. Was it Aiden? Maybe as payback for all the awkward positions I’d put him in.

Well, I ...