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Chapter Forty-Five: Get In the Car

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PENELOPE

"Already online??" My voice settled down flat and broken.

Those three words zipped through the park like a shockwave.

I noticed people glanced at their phones, then looked up, and finally focused on Jonathan. I could see the recognition in their face. It was that small change in someone’s posture when a face goes from unknown to familiar, someone they've seen on screens or in headlines.

"That's Jonathan Blackwood." I heard a man’s voice from my left. It was loud enough to catch at
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    PENELOPE "Seraphina is here." Jonathan said this from the entrance of the penthouse, his face showing the look he has when something unexpected happens.I was still processing Elena's words from the call.That conversation was supposed to happen tomorrow. Elena wanted time to prepare what she would show us. Jonathan agreed, and I didn’t object.Now Seraphina was at the building."Did she call?" I asked."She's at reception," he said. "She said she needs to come up. It’s urgent."I studied him."Did she say why?" I asked."She said she found something in her apartment," he replied. "From when she and I were together. She said it's about our fathers."I stood up. "Let her up." When Seraphina arrived in the penthouse, she looked completely different from the version of herself who had previously stood in my living room.Now, she wore a simple coat, with no jewelry except for the small gold studs from our teenage years. Her hair was pulled back with little effort.She seemed like someon

  • Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret    88: Elena Vale's Real Name

    PENELOPE "Who is Elena Vale?" I asked but Jonathan was quiet on the phone. "Jonathan," I called out. "Where did that question come from?" he asked. "She gave us the photographs, recordings. The files of my father. She appeared at the perfect moment with exactly the right information, and we took all of it without asking the most basic question." I stood on my balcony. "Who sent her?" "She told us about the investigator's uncle," he said. "She told us a story," I said. "A convincing one. But Jonathan, think about it. She had files of my father that existed before any formal investigation. She had photographs from eleven years ago. She had recordings from a private facility. You don't gather that kind of evidence just out of personal obligation to a dead uncle." "No," he said slowly. "Someone hired her," I said. "Someone with resources and a long-term interest in this situation." "I need to find her," I said. "She gave us a number," he said. "Which is no longer ac

  • Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret    87: The Press Conference

    PENELOPE "He announced it this morning." Adrian's voice on the phone sounded like he had news he wished he didn’t have.I was still holding the box of notebooks. I was still in the car. We hadn’t moved from the storage facility parking lot."What did he announce?" I asked."Jonathan," Adrian said. "He called a press conference this morning. I'm sending you the link now."Jonathan sent a video clip which I played Jonathan stood at a podium, Blackwood Holdings branding behind him. His PR director Claire stood to the left, looking like someone who had either planned this or was acting as if she had."I want to address the events of recent weeks directly," Jonathan said in the video clip. "The speculation, the coverage, and most importantly, the people involved. I have a daughter. Her name is Nora. She is eight months old, she is healthy, and she is mine." He faced the cameras. "Her mother is Penelope. We were married. We are no longer married. What we are to each other now is something

  • Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret    86: The Notebooks

    PENELOPE Jonathan woke up stiff.He lifted his head from the kitchen table and looked at me on the sofa with the disorientation that he had fallen asleep somewhere unexpected and was locating himself."You let me sleep here," he said."You fell asleep," I said. "I wasn't going to wake you at two in the morning."He sat up straight, looked at the blanket on his lap, then at me."You covered me?" he asked."You were cold. I had to," I responded.He rubbed the back of his neck and looked at the early light coming through the kitchen window."What time is it?" he asked."Six thirty," I replied."You didn't sleep," he said."I slept and woke up not long ago," I said."You're a bad liar," he teased.Then I chuckled.He folded the blanket. Set it on the table with the neatness that was just part of who he was, even at six thirty in the morning with a stiff neck."What kept you up?" he asked."Adrian left a voicemail, that's why." I replied.He was quiet. "Oookay" he stretched the words as i

  • Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret    85: The Cage

    PENELOPE "He changed the plans at the last moment without telling anyone. He called Jonathan's father and said there was a change of plans. That it would be you." She mentioned."And Jonathan's father agreed without asking any questions," she added. "To him, it was just a business deal. One daughter or the other didn't matter to the outcome.""Did Jonathan know about it?" I asked."Not at first," she said. "He was told you had been chosen. Not that you were a replacement.""And Seraphina? Did she know?" I inquired."She knew," my mother said quietly. "She knew she was supposed to be the one, and your father changed it."Everything I thought I understood about the marriage rearranged itself.Jonathan hadn't chosen me, he hadn't even chosen wrong.He had been given a replacement and told it was the original plan."Mama," I said."When Papa changed the arrangement," I said. "Was it only to keep me contained? Was that the only reason?"The silence was heavy."No," she replied."Then what

  • Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret    84: Did I smell... Jealousy?

    PENELOPE ***THE NEXT DAY "You've seen him three times this week," Jonathan spoke quietly, as if he had been holding this back for a while. He stood in the doorway of my apartment, lingering for thirty seconds while I pretended to focus on my phone. "We work together. Remember?" I replied. "You don't work together," he countered. "You have a financial arrangement and that's the difference." "He came here on Wednesday and today you spent four hours at his office." "You've been counting," I pointed out. "I've been noticing," he said. "You sound like you're keeping a record," I said. "I sound like a man who is trying to understand where he stands," he replied. "You know where you stand," I insisted. "Do I?" he replied. "Because from here, it seems like Adrian has a lot more of your time than I do." I stood up from my chair. "You're doing it again." "Doing what?" he asked. "Making my choices about you," I said. "Deciding that the time I spend with someone else says somethin

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