The Billionaire Begged the Maintenance Man
“Yes, ma’am.” “And you came here after being awake all night?” “Emergency rate is time and a half.” For the first time, something almost like a smile touched her mouth. “What’s your name?” “Wyatt Sullivan. Maintenance technician. Third class.” “Third class,” she repeated, looking at him as if the title offended her. “Do you know … Read more