"Mrs. Fielding, your father has asked to see you. He has been in the hospital for the past month," Jared said.
"Please don't call me by that name. You may call me Rose. I am not unaware about my father. I already talked to my lawyers and given my answer. You apparently have been incommunicado," Rose said with a touch of humor. "Please, mister, enjoy the scenery while you still can. It's beautiful here and the place will give you peace."
"Jared," he said by way of introduction. He moved to sit down beside her. "You seem happy now, yet a few minutes ago, you were crying like there was no tomorrow."
"I was just crying out of self-pity. Nothing to worry about, Jared," Rose replied with a shrug. "There's a storm coming in. You should call my father before the phone lines go out. Report that you found me but that I refuse to go with you. That way you can at least get paid for your trouble."
Jared looked over at her. "Thank you for your concern but I have everything covered," he said lightly. "Nothing to worry about, Rose."
Jared saw the slight smile that lifted Rose's lips as she registered her words thrown back at her.
"Mrs. Fielding, --" Jared began.
"Rose," she interrupted with a raised brow.
"Rose," Jared continued, "do you really plan on turning your back on your father's million-dollar empire? The press is having a field day on your continued absence."
"I wasn't planning to. Actually, I thought I was already 'turning my back' on it as you so quaintly put it. I have no interest in my father's empire nor his millions. Which is why you came here for nothing."
Rose stood up and continued, "Excuse me, I'm sure I won't be seeing you again. It was nice to meet you Jared."
Jared watched Rose walk away. He wondered what she would do when she found out that he had no plans of going unless he had her with him.
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