Chapter 208 You’re Jordan, I Wouldn’t Dare Reach That High

• Right then, Nora Clarke’s gaze stalled for a beat, almost too subtle to catch. She thought it over, then gave a serious little nod.
• “Of course there’s a gap between Jordan and me that can’t be crossed. You’re the head of the Dawson Family, high above the rest, and I’m just… an ordinary woman. If you hadn’t kept tangling with me, then five years after our divorce, we’d be the kind of strangers who might pass each other on the street and not even remember if we’d met.”
• She picked apart every word Jordan Dawson had said, guarding against each syllable.