Page 14 of The Secret Heir Next Door

“I apologize for our initial meetings. I would like a do-over so I can show you what my store and I have to offer. I’m not just some hole-in-the-wall business. I also know that I can plan the birthday party of your niece’s dreams, and you’ll become the hero.”

“The hero?”

“I’m assuming you have the task because you’re the favorite uncle or maybe the family member they deem as the least busy.”

“How do you know that?”

“I know family dynamics, and this isn’t my first rodeo.” I force my chin up. “Well, do we have a deal or not?”

4

LOGAN

Iwatch her, her shoulders squared and head held high, as she makes her proposition. She has guts—I'll give her that. Most people cower when they see me, but not her. She's desperate, though, and desperation can make people daring.

"What's your name?" I ask.

"Serena Mitchell," she says.

"Logan Pierce," I reply, extending my hand.

She hesitates before shaking it, her grip firm.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Her teeth are clenched as she says it.

I can’t help but chuckle.

"Your offer is intriguing, Ms. Mitchell. But let me be clear: I will take your deal on one condition. If my niece isn't thrilled with everything about this party, there's no deal. Understand?"

She nods. "I understand."

What I don't tell her is that my niece, Abby, is rarely satisfied and impossible to please. If Serena can manage to make Abby happy, it'll be a miracle. And if she fails, well, her eviction will proceed as planned. It's a win-win for me.

"Good. The party is in two weeks. Can you handle that?"

"Yes," she says without hesitation. "I'll need to know what your niece likes. And her name of course", she winks.

"Abby is... particular,"I say, choosing my words carefully. "She has expensive tastes and high expectations. I'll send you a list of her preferences. You'll have access to any resources you need."

“Can I meet her? I do better when I know the person I’m planning for.”

"We'll see," I say, glancing at my watch. "I'll have my assistant email you the details by tomorrow. In the meantime, you'd better start planning. Remember, Ms. Mitchell, if Abby isn't happy, the deal is off."

"Understood," she says, turning to leave.

I watch her go, a small smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. This will be interesting. Abby is a challenge, to say the least, and if Serena can pull this off, she might deserve a chance to keep her shop. But if not, well, it's just business.

I head back to my office, already drafting an email to my assistant. I include a detailed list of Abby's preferences, from her favorite colors to the kind of cake she likes. I make sure to highlight her fondness for extravagance and her tendency to be hard to please.

As I hit send, I can't help thinking about Serena's determination and her bold approach. She's fighting for her livelihood, and I respect that. But respect won't keep her shop open. Results will. And if she fails, she'll learn a harsh lesson about making deals with people like me.

Now, if only I can keep my hands off her.

The following day,I get a call from my assistant, Gina, confirming that she's sent Serena the details. "I've also included the contact information for our preferred vendors," she adds.

"Good," I reply. "Make sure she's given everything she needs. I don't want any excuses when she fails."

"Understood, Mr. Pierce," Gina says before hanging up.