Sawyer stifled a laugh; he admired her adorable, confused expression. Her eyebrows furrowed, and her lips formed a slight pout. He resisted the urge to kiss her.
"And I have no intention of accepting their money. I genuinely want to provide you with a lawyer simply because you are my woman..." he continued.
Abigail felt like the room heater had just been turned on. Her cheeks flushed when he called her "my woman."
Trying to refocus on their conversation, she lightly shook her head, dismissing her earlier thoughts.
"How much discount do you get from Mr. Rowan?" she asked.
Sawyer considered the amount, searching for the right figure to convince her. After a moment's thought, he replied, "Eighty percent off his normal legal fee."
"No way! Why did he give you such a big discount?" Abigail found it hard to believe that Rowan Sterling could be so generous to Sawyer.
