Luke leaned forward, his gaze piercing into Kourtney's soul. “The Allen corporation is on the verge of collapse. We need help, and you can provide that, Kourtney.”

“And what does that have to do with me? You didn’t even let me work there anyway, so how on earth am I supposed to help?” Kourtney's gaze hardened with contempt as she locked eyes with her father.

Her dreams of contributing to the family legacy, of proving her worth within the walls of their company, had been mercilessly dashed time and time again.

 Luke's excuse after her graduation had been a cruel twist of fate - her degree in events management was...