Phoebe's POV
I shook my head. "It's fine. Sounds risky, but I'm not afraid. I'm actually pretty fearless."
Harold laughed. "Good, as long as you're not scared. I'll show you some other ventures later. You can choose whichever ones catch your eye. Then I'll hand them over to your two uncles from the Lorenzo family."
My eyes widened. "Hand them over to my uncles?"
He nodded. "Exactly. I'm planning to steal their precious niece away, so I need to demonstrate some genuine intent."
I frowned. It seemed like Harold had already mapped out our entire future together.
"That's really not necessary, okay? My uncles run completely legal operations..." I fumbled for words after a lengthy hesitation.
Now Harold was the one choking on his response. "Phoebe, apart from tonight's questionable venture, I operate plenty of legitimate enterprises too."
