#Chapter201
Epilogue
MEGAN
Four months later...
OUR DAYS in New York were over. After attending two fundraising events, meeting with investors, and a dinner date with Forrest, I didn’t think I could still stand straight. I was exhausted. I just wanted to throw myself in the bed and sleep for a day. Not that I was complaining, in fact, I was beyond grateful for everything.
But I invited my friends to come over to the private jet we chartered before we headed back to England. I popped a Champagne.
Since Forrest traveled a lot, he planned on purchasing a jet. He let me look over the reports, investments, and insurance of the new Atto Tech project last month.
/"What are we celebrating? Don’t tell me Lord Kentworthry is buying this jet?/" Pyke joked around.
/"Not this one. But it’s more than that./" I bit my lip.
The girls awwed at me.
/"You’re definitely not pregnant because you’ve been drinking wine,/" Camila clarified.
