The Bartender Is a Billionaire Heiress

When the lawyer called me, I had just been kicked out of my rental by my landlord.

He had locked the door and taped a notice to it. The note read: Three months of unpaid rent. Lease terminated according to the law.

Legal my ass.

I sat on the edge of a stone planter, staring at the unknown number on my phone. It rang seven times, but I didn't pick up. Then it started ringing again.

"Hello."

"Am I speaking with Miss Mavis Sullivan?"

"Who's asking?"

"Are you Mavis Sullivan?"

"No."

"Yes, yo