Chapter 34

DANIEL’S POV Before me stood the mansion of the Harringtons, a fortress and monument to their lot of wealth and influence. A thing that would have awed me then now served to feed my frustration, which was building by the minute. How could they? I thought, clenching the steering wheel before stepping out into the evening air that cut sharp against my face without doing much to cool the fire inside. It wasn't about Kimberly; it was about everything that came along with her-my family's future, the Harringtons' promises, most importantly the deal that had been in the making for months. The butler opened the door before I had to knock. His straight posture and polite smile only annoyed me further. "Good evening, Mr. Reynold. Mr. Harrington is expecting you in the sitting room. I nodded and quietly eased my way past. The grand foyer was spotless, as usual: marble floors gleaming under chandelier rays, the sweet hint of newly polished wood still hanging in the air. Yeah, the Harringtons knew