登入A beat of silence followed before she spoke in a tiny voice. “Hello.” I sighed. She grinned. The little menace knew exactly what she was doing. By the time we reached the car, I was already fighting a smile, for reasons I couldn’t quite explain, that felt like progress. The drive home started i
Eloise Eloise had attended charity galas with royalty. She had stood in rooms full of billionaires, politicians, investors, and socialites who treated conversation like a blood sport. Yet none of that had prepared her for standing outside a primary school at three-thirty in the afternoon, surrou
Arabella didn't care that I had let her go. She was completely unhinged now, her hair coming entirely loose from her diamond pins, falling around her face in wild, messy strands. She ran toward the grand French windows, her hands ripping the heavy silk curtains from their brass rods, tearing them do
I stepped closer to her, my shadow completely covering her under the chandelier lights. "This is the last time I will be asking you this, Bella," I said, my voice dropping into a deep, serious tone. "Whose child is this? Because we both know it isn't mine. And we both know this pregnancy isn't mine
"It's not just for me to look at," I leaned over the table. "Who knows maybe by eight o'clock tomorrow morning, copies of this entire file will be sitting in the personal inboxes of every press company. And by noon, the originals go straight to the federal prosecutors and the New York press. I am go
Sebastian The moment I saw the color drain from Arabella’s face, I knew Clayton had finally found something worth every cent I’d paid him. The initial reaction wasn't a sob or a scream. And it was not because she looked guilty. Arabella had lied too many times to be rattled by guilt. No. She lo







