Megan bristled angrily at his autocratic tone. ‘If it’s anything to do with the farm you can discuss it with me.’
His gaze ran over her coldly, contemptuously. ‘Women have their uses,’ he told her insultingly. ‘And being in business isn’t one of them. Tell Brian I’ll be there about eight-thirty.’ He left as abruptly as he had entered.
SHE relayed the message to her brother, watching the worried frown that marred his brow.
‘I wonder what he wants,’ Brian said thoughtfully.
‘I have no idea,’ Megan told him crossly. ‘He wouldn’t tell me.’
‘Did you ask him?’
‘Yes.’
Brian grinned at her anger. ‘By the way, Jeff said he hadn’t had time this morning to come out and look at our tractor, but that Mr Towers told him to let us borrow one of theirs. How did Mr Towers know about it?’
Megan explained her mistake, although she omitted the fact that Jerome Towers had invited her out to dinner, and also that he had changed his mind when he realised she was his own hired help. ‘It was a natural mistake to make,’ she added moodily.
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