"The Reeds are now only me. After Old Sir Reed's death, his will left everything to Miss, and also left a large sum of money to me as a salary to wait for to Miss along with compensation," Eric spoke to himself as he pulled open the curtain of the French window to let the sunshine in.
"But such a large sum of money, I don't need to work in the Reeds for three lifetimes!"
Old Sir Reed left him a check with a seven-figure amount. The huge figure overwhelmed him at that moment, and he only accepted it to use as his monthly wage.
"Eric..." Josie Reed choked up, closing her eyes, unwilling to look again at every inch of the house, because every sight would only bring back memories of when she lived here with her parents.
That would only intensify her heartache!
Tara Summer touched her chest and frowned, helping her wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes.
