I Found a Stranger’s Birthday Party on My Ranch, But the Woman in the Tiara Had No Idea Who Owned the Land

up.

I didn’t argue. I didn’t explain. I simply turned around and walked back to my truck.

Caleb had rolled his window down all the way. “She told you to leave our ranch.”

“I heard her.”

“She was really loud.”

“She was.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Right now?” I climbed onto the tailgate. “Nothing. We watch.”

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