Chapter 160

Dansby chimed in with, “It was a pleasure meeting you, ma’am.”

Eleanor smiled on them benignly as she left, and Andy blew out a breath. It was settled. His mother would have a protector—someone whose loyalty was to people and not to money, who could be trusted—and Andy would be able to head for home soon.

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The fact that Eleanor Howard had to have two thousand dollar designer jeans with hand-stitched embroidery on the cuffs before she’d even consider wearing them was amusing. That she was going to wear them while digging in the dirt was hilarious.

Well, technically, it wasn’t exactly digging in the dirt. There were a few balconies and rooftop patios where a gardener had brought in potted plants and arrangements.