She had to earn more—much more money. No matter what, she was going to buy a house of her own.
This was the first step of her plan.
That way, she would have truly put down roots in this world.
...
"Dad, did Mom say when she's coming?" Ian Monroe asked, sitting on the sofa with a look of anticipation. He had been waiting in the hotel all morning.
"She should be here soon," Evan Fairchild said, glancing at his watch.
Ian could only wait patiently.
A minute later, there was a knock at the door.
Ian excitedly ran to open the door.
As the door opened, Melody Monroe saw her little darling standing behind it.
"Mom!" Ian immediately threw himself into her arms.
Melody Monroe picked Ian up. "Where's Mr. Fairchild?"
"Inside."
Evan Fairchild walked out and looked at Melody Monroe's casual outfit. "We're going out to eat. You should change your clothes too."
Melody Monroe glanced down at her own clothes, then at the father and son before her, who were dressed so formally.
