Kiss Me, Don’t Talk: A Blizzard Night’s Confession novel Chapter 4

Latham had a knack for using technology to keep the family's finances rock solid. Behind the scenes, he was unraveling their opponents’ plans, setting clever traps and watching as a foreign acquisition was flipped into a bankrupt collaboration.

“How much longer until things settle down here?” Ned asked, his tone heavy with concern.-

“About twenty-six days.”

Ned looked at his grandson and felt a wave of empathy. Latham was so young, carrying a weight that belonged to men twice his age. He’d carved out a place for the Blair family, giving them an unbeatable edge in Cabinda. But when it came to love, his grandson was a blank page.

“You're more experienced than Gigi. Be patient with her, alright?”

“Okay,” Latham replied without hesitation.

Ned continued, “In the next couple of days, find time to take Gigi to see the Gates family. I’m worried her adoptive mother might make things hard for her.”

Latham’s brows pulled together for a moment. “We’ll go tonight.”

“And pay attention to your mother and Flavia. They’re close to Helena and her daughter, so keep an eye on things,” Ned added, setting down his teacup with a soft sigh. “You’re Gigi’s husband. Do what’s expected of you. If your wife is insulted, it’s your reputation that suffers.”

“I understand.”

Ned pressed on, “When are you planning to move into your new place together?”

“When I’m back for good.”

“And did you bring Gigi a gift this time?”

Latham paused. “No.”

Ned just shook his head at him, muttering, “Not a trace of my romantic side got passed on to you.”

Latham smirked a little. “If you worry less, maybe you’ll live to be a hundred.”

“Enough, enough, don’t start lecturing me.”

“Oh, now I’m getting kicked out, huh?”

Ned’s face went serious again. “Next time you visit, you two arrive together. One car.”

“Sure,” Latham agreed with a nod.

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