The sisters sat talking at the dining table when Hart made his appearance. Myra fell silent the moment Hart stepped into the apartment. She just remembered what Jake told her. There was one way he could offer her help, but it might be uncomfortable. For the sake of her father’s businesses, she knew she had to decide soon.

Her mind returned to that lone moment with Jake at her father’s empty office three hours ago.

“I don’t know, Jake. I don’t know if I can do this,” she said.

“It’ll just be an act. Maybe one or two years, then after that, we can be on our own ways.”

“I’m...