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“Yes.”
My eyes darted back and forth. “How big of an expansion are you talking about here?”
“It’s expected to be a multi-million-dollar project,” he revealed. “I’m sure that seems like a lot, but we’ve done all of the cost-benefit analysis, we know what our guests like, and we’re confident in the projections of the return we’ll see on it.”
Multi-million.
Like it was nothing, Wyatt’s family’s business had the ability to spend millions of dollars on a project like this.
His wealth wasn’t a surprise to me, but there was something about having him confirm such an exorbitant amount of money was going to be spent on something that was unnecessary.
“It sounds like you’ve got it all figured out,” I muttered, feeling a bit of bitterness seeping in.
Wyatt shook his head. “Not all of it.”
“Right. You need our farm to build a theme park on it.”
I didn’t think it would be possible for Wyatt to miss just how devastated I sounded. Of course, there was no real reason for me to be genuinely upset. It was my family that had the ability to decline to sell our land.
But it was the mere idea of the Westwood family wanting to continue to expand their empire, being able to do it so effortlessly, while my family fought day and night to hang on to every piece of our land.
“Technically, that’s not true,” Wyatt declared.
Surprise moved through me. “What? You just said you were expanding the theme park.”
He nodded. “Yes, but we don’t intend to build anything on your land.”
Wyatt was playing semantics. “Of course not. Because you intend to purchase the land from us and make it yours before you build on it.”
He shook his head again. “No, that’s not it, either.”
Confused, my brows pulled together. “I don’t understand.”
Despite the wide range of emotions I’d felt myself experiencing since I woke up this morning, and especially since I opened the door to Wyatt, there seemed to really only be one general mood for him.
It was all positive.
He was happy and relaxed. He seemed completely content, like he had not a single care in the world.
“And here are your dinner salads,” our server announced when she returned to our table, pulling my attention away from Wyatt.
“Thank you,” I replied.
“Of course. Can I get you two anything else right now?” she asked.
Shaking my head as I looked back at Wyatt and saw he was doing the same, I said, “I think we’re good for now.”
“Perfect. Enjoy. I’ll be back shortly with your meals.”
After sending a smile my way, Wyatt shared, “For months, two of my brothers have been working with engineers and coming up with the plans for the expansion of the park. Everything they’ve planned to do will be erected and constructed on land that is currently owned by my family.”
“So, why do you need our land?” I questioned him before taking a bite of my salad.
“Without getting into all of the details of rules and regulations that I don’t necessarily even know all the ins and outs of, the bottom line is that we need a couple of acres on that portion of the property we indicated in the letter for stormwater runoff,” he answered.
My eyes narrowed slightly as I speared a cucumber with my fork. “Are you telling me the land would get flooded every time it rains?”
Wyatt swallowed the food in his mouth, took a sip of his drink, and said, “No. I mean, not unless it already floods. It’s simply a technicality. Essentially, because so much of our land will be consumed by impervious surface, we need to have that additional land to offset it. In fact, if you had concerns about the land being destroyed in some way, there’s no need to be worried. We technically won’t be able to build on that land, because we’ll be right back in the same position.”
