Although Zoe Monroe hadn't replied to any of his messages, Keaton Thorne texted her every day. He might share an amusing story from work, a picture of the Northgate snowscape, or just a simple "good night" before he went to sleep...
He never missed a single day.
Zoe thought to herself, 'A man in Keaton Thorne's position must be incredibly proud. If I keep ignoring him, he'll get the hint and stop after a while.'
Perhaps,
'he was just acting on a whim.'
'They both needed to cool down.'
With Keaton Thorne out of sight, Zoe felt like her life was returning to normal. But then, one day...
Her father hosted a dinner for his friends at home. They were all company veterans, and his intention was to help them get closer to Joyce Monroe.
"President Monroe, you truly are a lucky man. Kian Jacobs is so accomplished, and you've raised two wonderful daughters as well."
Preston Monroe's face beamed with pride. "It's not that I raised them well; it's that the children are self-motivated."
