" Fair enough,” she said before she made for the door, pulling it open only to discover Everett standing remarkably close to it, as if he’d been doing his very best to eavesdrop. “So?” he asked. “I’ll do it, but it’s going to cost you twenty-five hundred dollars.” “That’s flat-out robbery.” “True, but you were the one who mentioned not that long ago that I needed to work on my negotiating skills, and . . . since you’re obviously desperate, I do believe this is the perfect time for me to try my hand at negotiating.” Everett narrowed his eyes. “And if I agree to your outlandish demand?” “I’ll come to Newport with you.” His eyes narrowed another fraction. “Fine, it’s a deal, but tell me, are you doing this strictly for the money?” Millie narrowed her eyes right back at him. “It’s never about the money, Everett. It’s only about the children. Maybe with time, you’ll understand that. "

― Jen Turano , In Good Company (A Class of Their Own, #2)