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CHAPTER 17 Half a Truth
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The Billionaire Queen He Despised CHAPTER 17 Half a Truth
Julian POVI had rehearsed this moment for four years, and I had never once gotten the words right.In every version, I was calm. I stood in a quiet room with the lights low, and I told her the truth in careful order, so gently that it would not break her. In none of them did I say it in a kitchen with four stolen cameras lined up on the table and a stranger's photograph glowing on my phone."Julian," Eva said again. "Who do you really work for?"Amara had gone very still by the stove. She did not look at me. She had known this question was coming for longer than Eva had, and I saw her set the groceries down on the counter without a sound, as if the smallest noise might tip the room."Sit down," I said."I would rather stand.""Then stand." I put the phone face down on the table. "But I am going to tell you something, and I need you to hear all of it before you decide what you think of me."She folded her arms over the blue folder. Her face was pale and her eyes were very bright, and
The Billionaire Queen He Despised CHAPTER 16 Still Breathing
Julian POVThe camera was still warm.That was what stopped my breath. I had climbed onto the chair beside Eva's bed to check the smoke detector above her pillow, expecting dust and a dead battery, and when I twisted it off its mount, the plastic was warm against my palm. Smoke detectors do not run warm. A second circuit board sat behind the first, no larger than a coin, with a pinhole lens fitted into the casing, and a tiny red light that blinked once as I held it.It was transmitting, at that very moment, someone was watching me hold it.I did not move. I did not look toward the door where Eva stood with the thin blue folder against her chest. I turned the device slowly toward the wall, so that whatever eye was on the other end would see only plaster, and then I said, very quietly, "Eva, go and stand in the bathroom. Close the door.""Julian...""Now. Please."She went. I counted her steps and listened for the click of the latch, and only then did I pull the battery free. The red li
The Billionaire Queen He Despised CHAPTER 15 Photographs
Eva POVI did not have time to hide the folder, so I did the only thing I could. I stood perfectly still and waited for the footsteps to find me.They came up the stairs slowly, unhurried, and stopped at the end of the hall. For a moment, there was only the faint tick of the old house settling. Then Julian appeared in the doorway of the room, one hand still on the frame, his coat dusted with snow.He looked at the open door. He looked at the cabinet and the corkboard and the folder lying face up on the floor between my feet. I watched his face go through three expressions, shock, then fear, then something so tired and so resigned that it hurt to see."You guessed the code," he said."It was on a piece of paper by the bed.""I wrote it there so I would not forget it." He closed his eyes briefly. "I should have known better.""What is this place?" My voice shook, and I let it. "Why is my entire life pinned to your wall?""Eva.""Do not say my name like that. Do not say it like you are c
The Billionaire Queen He Despised CHAPTER 14 The Name on the Report
Richard POVThe name was written in ink, which meant someone had been sure of it.I had read it so many times that the letters had stopped looking like letters. *Julian.* Seven characters, steady and dark, set beside the word *attending* on a report that should have carried a physician's license number and a hospital seal. I sat in my study with the page flat on the desk in front of me, and the longer I looked, the more certain I became that I was looking at something that was not a mistake.A man who makes a mistake hesitates. This name had not hesitated at all.At dawn, the ambulance came for my grandfather.I watched from the upstairs window as two attendants carried him down the front steps on a stretcher, wrapped in blankets, his face turned toward the sky. Valerie stood at the bottom with her arms crossed against the cold, directing them with small, graceful movements of her hand. She looked like a woman who had arranged a perfectly ordinary morning.Just before they lifted him
The Billionaire Queen He Despised CHAPTER 13 Valerie's Condolences
Richard POVThe house was full of people who did not know where to put their hands.They stood in the drawing room with small plates of food they were not eating, speaking in the low, practiced murmur of mourners, and every one of them found a way to say the same thing to me. *So sorry for your loss. She was so young. If there is anything we can do.* I thanked them. I shook their hands. I felt nothing at all, as though someone had drained me and left the shape behind.All I could think about was the weight of that casket.I had not slept. I had not eaten. After the graveside, my grandfather's nurse had wheeled him away before I could ask him a single question, and when I tried to follow, Valerie's hand closed gently around my arm."Not now, Richard. He is exhausted. Let him rest.""He said something to me.""He is an old, sick man who has just watched his granddaughter-in-law be buried. He is not himself." Her voice was warm and low and patient, the voice of a woman handling something
The Billionaire Queen He Despised CHAPTER 12 A Coffin Nobody Opened
Richard POVThey buried my wife on a Saturday, under a sky so bright and cloudless that it felt like an insult.The Brooks family chapel stood at the edge of the estate, a small grey stone building my great-grandfather had built for weddings and funerals and nothing in between. I had been inside it exactly twice before. Once for my parents, when I was too young to understand what was happening, and once for my own wedding, standing at the altar beside a girl in a borrowed veil, wishing I were anywhere else.Now I stood in the same spot, in a black suit that felt like it belonged to someone else, and stared at the casket.It was white. Marta had chosen it, in the end, because no one else could bring themselves to. She had stood in the funeral home with her hands knotted in her apron and said, in a small, firm voice, that Mrs. Brooks had always liked the color white. I had not known that. In four years, I had never asked what Eva liked.The casket was closed, as the statement said it wo
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