Chapter 13 - Arresting The Traitor Who Tampered With The Elite DinnerDominic dragged Paul Rossi out of the office while two armed guards secured the perimeter of Beaumont House.
Ronan turned back to Tessa, his slate-gray eyes softening slightly as he looked down at the young waitress.
“You saved my life tonight, Tessa, and in our world, debts of blood and life are never forgotten,” Ronan said.
“I just wanted to cook a good meal so the kitchen wouldn't look completely incompetent,” Tessa replied nervously.
“You did much more than that; you brought my mother back for one night,” Ronan said quietly.
He walked over to a heavy wall safe hidden behind a oil painting, spinning the brass dial with precision.
Inside sat a stack of legal documents and a heavy black velvet jewelry box bearing an old crest.
Ronan pulled out a cashier’s check and placed it on the table right in front of Tessa’s hands.
She looked down at the figures written in black ink and gasped audibly at the number of zeros.
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“This is enough to pay off your father’s debts, buy a new home, and fund your own restaurant,” Ronan stated.
“I can’t accept this; I only cooked one bowl of stew,” Tessa shook her head, pulling her hands back.
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