LOGINChapter 11 Fafane If I hadn’t lived this life before, I would have believed every word that came out of Henry’s mouth. “You’re quiet tonight,” he said as he poured himself a glass of wine. “I’ve had a long day.” I tiredly said. He smiled with practiced ease. “I’ve been thinking about the wedding.” There it was, the reason for tonight’s dinner. My father looked up from his plate. “Finally. It’s about time you two set a date.” Henry reached across the table and gently took my hand. “I was thinking sometime this fall.” I forced a small smile. “I’ll think about it.” His fingers tightened around mine for the briefest second before he let go. Anyone else would have missed it, but I didn't because I know it wasn't asking; he was trying to pressure me. The old me would have mistaken it for excitement, but now the new me recognized control. As dinner continued, I found myself doing something I had never done before. Watching, not Henry, my eyes found my dear sister Te
Chapter 10QuashawnThe folder my mother had given me sat at the corner of my desk; it was thick with information about twelve women, those she believed would make the perfect wife. They were beautiful and successful women from influential families; on paper, they were everything a man in my position was supposed to want.I flipped open the first profile, a corporate attorney with no scandals and an excellent reputation. I pulled out my phone and made a call: “Run a full background check.”“Of all twelve, Mr. Baker?” the person on the other end of the line said. “Every single one,” I confirmed. “Anything specific?” He asked. “Everything. Financial history, business interests, criminal records, public reputation, and anything they may be hiding.” I will explain. “Understood.” After hanging up, I leaned back in my chair, trusting that wasn’t something I gave freely. If I were expected to marry someday, I wanted facts, not polished biographies and family r
. Chapter 9Fafane The past few days, I've been nothing but busy. In my family, they think I'm getting ready for the wedding. In the past, yes, I would be begging Henry to go flower shopping and cake tasting with me, but in my new one, I didn't care about a wedding. What I care about is making the people who hurt me in the past pay, and one person in particular is my dear sister Tessa. She was the one responsible for my final moment. Tessa, the woman who had smiled in my face while sleeping with the man I was supposed to marry, if Henry was capable of betraying me. Then what role had Tessa really played?I sat behind my desk and picked up my phone. “Good morning, Miss Louis.”“I need everything you can find on Tessa Louis.”There was a brief pause. “Everything?”“Everything.” I leaned back in my chair. “I want her bank records, recent purchases, phone records if they’re obtainable through legal channels, travel history, business dealings, social circle, and
Chapter 8Quashawn“You’ve been distracted.”I looked up from the engine I was working on to find my cousin, Malik, leaning against the garage door with a grin that said he was about to annoy me. “I’ve been working.”“You’ve been thinking,” he said with a cheesy smile. “Same thing.” I kept my eyes on the engine. He snorted. “No, it isn’t. You’ve rebuilt the same engine twice.”I tossed the wrench onto the workbench. “What do you want?”He folded his arms. “I heard you went on a date. Is that why you're looking into the Louis woman?” Of course, he had. News traveled fast within the Baker family. “I only asked for a background check.”“You don’t spend money investigating random women.” He said like he knows. “I do when someone dies,” I said.Malik studied me for a moment. “So, is she the same woman?” I didn’t answer.That was enough to answer. “You like her.”“I barely know her.” My mind went back to the date briefly. “But you want to,” he said with a
Chapter 6Fafane That morning, after breakfast, I made my way to the company. I had business to handle. Henry was whining about having to answer calls and texts. I'm wondering what the hell he's going to do when I take that big step. Walking into Louis & Carter Holdings this morning felt different; I wasn’t wondering how to keep the peace or who needed to leave. The click of my orange pumps echoed through the executive floor as every employee straightened in their seats. Word about yesterday’s board meeting had spread faster than wildfire. The meeting might have been private, but someone let it slip. Good fear was a useful reminder that actions had consequences.“Miss Louis,” my assistant greeted me nervously.“Conference room. Ten minutes.” I order. She didn’t ask questions, nor did anyone else. Ten minutes later, three members of Henry’s family sat around the polished table wearing smug expressions. His uncle, his cousin, and his older brother. The same p
. Chapter 5Fafane The next morning, I couldn’t stop smiling, thinking about the blind date, even as I brushed my teeth or searched my closet for something to wear. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Quashawn’s stunned expression after I’d told him to meet me at the courthouse. “Let’s get married.”I covered my face with both hands and groaned. “Oh, my God.” What was wrong with me? The poor man looked as if his soul had left his body.A laugh escaped my lips. “I almost gave him a heart attack.” It had been a joke, at least that’s what I’d wanted him to think, but somewhere deep down, a part of me hadn’t been joking at all.After dying once, life didn’t feel as complicated anymore. Why spend years wondering whether someone was worth loving?Last night, Quashawn had shown me more kindness in two hours than Henry had shown me in months. Before we left the restaurant, we’d exchanged phone numbers; there was no promise for a second date or any attempt to rush anythi







