Reece, rubbing the glass with his slender fingers, replied, “I prefer directness. If you have something to say, just say it.”

Bianca kept her smile soft. “No rush. Let’s talk while we eat.”

As the dishes were served, Reece quickly started eating, glancing at Bianca now and then, waiting for her to reveal her true intentions.

Bianca found talking to Reece easier than expected, which relieved her.

She began discussing her company’s struggles, hoping Reece would agree to become their lawyer and help with their cases.

Reece listened carefully as Bianca talked.

When Bianca finished speaking, she nervously added, “Mr. Barton, please tell me your fee. As long as it’s...