Lorelai hummed. "I will not take it on only one condition. That being, you will accept the job Christian is offering you."
She stared at her grandmother, the words registering to her. She was up to that?
Emotional blackmail was what her grandmother had come up with?
"Excuse me?!" Grace pulled the arms of your grandmother. She turned her neck Christian with an accusing glare. "Did you put her up to this? Are you so desperate?" The urge to whack her purse over his head grew by the second and she knew that aiming for his nose was going to be the best—
"Grace!" A sharp reprimand came from her grandmother. "He has not done any of such things. He and I talked about what he was offering you and I agree with him. This is going to be a great opportunity."
