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A Contract With My Billionaire Ex 113: Margaret's call
Anastasia's POV I called from the lift."Margaret.""Oh, Anastasia, thank you. I am sorry to bother you.""Is Eleanor alright.""Yes. She is sitting up. She is cross about the IV again. The doctor is going to let her come home tomorrow morning."I pressed the lift button for Sara's floor again, which was already lit."Alright. What is it.""It is Mr Hart, dear.""Leon.""Yes.""What happened to him."Sara's eyes came up to mine in the mirror of the lift. I shook my head once at her."He is at the house, dear. He came by about an hour ago. He is sitting in the drawing room. He has not asked for anything. He has not eaten. I offered tea twice and I offered a sandwich and he said thank you to both and he has not touched either. I would not call you about any of this except that he brought with him a man I have not seen before and the two of them have been in the study for forty minutes with the door closed and I do not know what to make of it.""What man.""A tall man. A grey suit. A br
A Contract With My Billionaire Ex 112: My mother's belonging
Anastasia's POV Sara stood up."I will go down," she said. "You will stay here.""Sara.""I will go down.""She is my cousin. If she is telling the truth about my mother, I need to see what she has.""If she is lying, you need to not open the door.""We can do both. You go down and talk to her. I will stand in the lobby near the lift. I will not go outside. If what she has is nothing, you will come back up and we will throw the phone in a drawer and I will stay the night."Sara looked at me. She did not want to agree. She agreed anyway."Alright. But Ana, if she pulls anything.""I will come straight back inside."We went down together.The lobby of Sara's building was small and smelled of radiator paint. The rain was heavy on the glass of the front door. Jennifer was standing on the pavement in a coat I did not recognise, holding a square cardboard box with both hands.I stayed by the lift.Sara went to the door and opened it four inches. Her body stayed in the doorway. The rain ble
A Contract With My Billionaire Ex 111: Sara's kitchen
Anastasia's POV Sara made soup.She made it the way she did everything, with no measurements and too much garlic, and she set a bowl in front of me at the small kitchen table with a spoon on top of a folded napkin. She sat down across from me with her own bowl. She did not say grace, but she waited for me to lift my spoon before she lifted hers, the way she had done since we were twenty-two."Eat first," she said. "Talk after."I ate.The soup was good. It was warm. It had a lot of pepper in it. I did not realise how hungry I was until I was halfway through the bowl, and Sara did not say anything about it, only pushed the bread basket toward me and refilled my water glass once.When I finished I set my spoon down."Alright," Sara said. "Now talk.""Where do you want me to start.""At the deeds. The deeds today. Then back up."I told her about the deeds. I told her about tearing up the contract. I told her about the margin notes. I told her about Lucas's petition and the three-day hea
A Contract With My Billionaire Ex 110: The deeds
Anastasia's POV I signed my name on the deeds at eleven o'clock on Friday morning in the small conference room above my lawyer's office.My lawyer's name was Mariam. She had been my mother's lawyer first, and she had been mine since my mother died, and the office had never changed. The same waiting room. The same prints on the walls. The same low table with the same magazines nobody read. She had set the deeds on the long table in front of me with a cup of coffee I had asked for and a tissue box I had not asked for but was quietly glad to have."Take your time, Anastasia."I took my time.The deeds were four pages. They were not long. Four pages of a woman named Anastasia Williams becoming the sole legal owner of a small building on Marsh Street with a damaged kitchen and a smoke-stained ceiling, the only building in the world I had ever cried in because it felt like coming home.I signed on page one. I signed on page three. I initialled page four.Mariam watched me do it. She did no
A Contract With My Billionaire Ex 109: The letter
Anastasia's POV The letter arrived at the hospital on Thursday morning.I was there when Margaret brought it in. I had been sitting with Eleanor since eight o'clock. She was out of bed, sitting in the chair by the window with a blanket over her knees, drinking tea with lemon in it because the nurses had finally agreed to make it with lemon. She looked better. Not better the way a person looks when they are getting over a cold. Better the way a person looks when the room around them has started to let them sit in it again.Margaret came in with a small stack of post. Two cards. A magazine. An envelope.The envelope had Eleanor's name on it in handwriting Eleanor recognised at once. I watched her see it. I watched her put her tea down."Thank you, Margaret.""Mrs Hart.""Go and have a cup of coffee, dear."Margaret went.Eleanor turned the envelope between her hands for a long moment."Alan.""How can you tell.""The way he writes a capital E." She lifted her eyes and smiled at me, sma
A Contract With My Billionaire Ex 108: Alan
Leon's POV I met Alan Veil at a cafe on Carlisle Street at nine in the morning the next day.The cafe was his choice. It was the one he had been going to since he was seventeen, when my grandmother had given him the first job he had ever had, as an assistant to her secretary. The cafe had six tables and a long counter and a camera above the till that we both knew was working.He was already at a table at the back when I came in.He stood up to greet me. He put out his hand. He smiled the smile I had seen a hundred times across my grandmother's kitchen table. It was the smile he used on waiters.I did not shake his hand. I pulled out the chair across from his and I sat down.He sat down too. His smile did not move."Leon.""Alan.""Thank you for coming.""I came because you did not leave me a choice.""That is a strong word.""It is the correct word."He laughed, small and comfortable. He gestured at the waitress. She came over and took my order. I ordered a black coffee. I did not wa
A Contract With My Billionaire Ex 088: Eleanor collapses
Anastasia's POVI saw it before it happened.Eleanor was standing at the drawing room sideboard, telling the housekeeper where to put a vase. She had been moving it back and forth all day, an inch this way, an inch that way, and I was sitting on the arm of the sofa watching her with the particular
A Contract With My Billionaire Ex 003: Moving on
Anastasia's POV I drove aimlessly around town after listening to the voicemail. My hands would not stop shaking on the steering wheel. Every red light felt like torture because it gave me time to think and thinking was the last thing I wanted to do right now.I called my best friend Sara three tim
A Contract With My Billionaire Ex 002: Three years
Anastasia's POV For a second, nobody moved.Lucas stood there with coffee dripping down his face and chest, his mouth hanging open in shock. Jennifer froze on the bed with the sheet clutched to her chest and her eyes went wide. I stared at my empty hand, at the coffee cup that had slipped from my
A Contract With My Billionaire Ex 001: The perfect lie
Anastasia's POV I heard them before I saw them.The sounds coming from my bedroom made my stomach drop and I stood frozen in the hallway of my own apartment. I was holding a box of gingerbread cookies in one hand and a cup of latte in the other, listening to sounds of very intense moans coming fro
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