“Did you wait long at the company entrance?” Nancy asked Trenton as they walked.
“No, I just got here. Within two minutes, I saw Mr. Stone coming out,” Trenton replied. “He asked me to go inside and wait, saying it was too hot outside. But I figured you’d be off work soon, so I declined his kindness. I didn’t expect him to call his secretary and have them inform you to leave early—saved me from standing in the heat too long.”
He smiled. “The Stones and Yorks are relatives now. Mrs. Stone—Serenity—is Mr. Stone’s cousin, and my sister is good friends with her. They’re sisters-in-law, too. That’s why Mr. Stone treats me well.”
Nancy already knew about their connection.
What she hadn’t known back in college was that Trenton came from a wealthy family. He always seemed like an ordinary guy—low profile, down-to-earth. When he wasn’t in class, he worked part-time jobs, doing whatever he could to earn a living.
Many assumed Trenton’s family was struggling financially. While some girls liked his looks, they weren’t interested once they thought he had no money.
Nancy had thought the same. She believed he came from a poor background. But even so, she was drawn to him. He was careful with money—only spending what was necessary and never wasting a cent.