Brandi finally extricated herself from Zach with the promise that someone would come to her carriage house to do her hair and makeup. Zach could pick her up for the gala at seven. When she arrived back at her father’s estate and her carriage house, there was a moving van in front of it.

Two men were moving parts of her bed out of the place. “What’s going on?”

They looked at each other. “We’re just the movers, ma’am.”

“Who’s in charge here?” she asked.

“Jake’s inside with a clipboard.”

She found Jake in her kitchen. “What’s going on? I didn’t authorize this.”

He looked at the papers on his clipboard. “This was authorized by Zachary Wilder.”

Zach. Once again, he was overstepping her boundaries as if they didn’t exist. “Well, stop.”

“I can’t ma’am. We have our orders. Besides, we’re almost done.”