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212 Irresistible Forces
“Mr. Saxon?” she asked, making sure she’d
heard her secretary correctly.
“Yes. Mr. Franco Saxon.”
Franco Saxon? Taylor pondered the name
around in her mind. The only Franco Saxon she
knew—or rather had heard of—was the wealthy
Frenchman who’d made his millions through his
shipping company. Could he be one and the same
and why was he coming to see her?
“Ms. Steele?”
“Oh, yes. Please send him in.”
Never in a thousand years would Taylor be
prepared for the sharply dressed, gray-haired older
man who walked into her office. He had such
charisma and style that she immediately recognized
him as someone who had to be related to
Dominic. But then there were the features, so like
Dominic’s it was amazing. It was as if she was
staring into the face of a much older Dominic.
The man was tall and very handsome. It was
evident the man was related to Dominic but in
what capacity? Although she had yet to meet
Dominic’s father, she had seen pictures of him in
magazines and he wasn’t as old as this guy. Was
this an uncle perhaps?
“Madam Steele, thank you for seeing me,” he
said with a deep French accent as he crossed the
room to her. He leaned over and placed a kiss on the
back of her hand.