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The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 544
Point of View: Alexander“Mrs. Sterling, my brother says you already sold us. He says a man with a camera measured every room last week, and that the Free Nights end on Friday. Is he lying?”The boy who said it could not have been more than sixteen. He stood up in the middle of the crowd with his fists at his sides and his sketchbook crushed against his chest. His name, I learned later, was Rafi. His voice shook, and he did not sit down.It was Tuesday afternoon, and I was in the last row of the school’s great common room, on a folding chair that pinched my legs. The room had once been a shoe factory. Iron beams crossed the high ceiling. Tall windows let in the gray light. It smelled of turpentine, damp wool, and wet clay, and a hundred and forty students sat on the floor in clusters, some with paint still on their hands, all of them staring at one small woman standing beside a paint stained table.My wife.I put my hands on my knees. I kept them there.“Thank you, Rafi,” said Elena.
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 543
Point of View: Elena“Mom, you told me once that the wings of this theater taught you to stay quiet. I think they taught you to hide. So which one is your school built on?”Claire asked it from the dark, and her voice came back to me in a long, soft echo. It was Tuesday morning, a little after eight. I stood on the empty stage of the Delancey Theater with my coat still buttoned, looking out at five hundred red velvet seats under their white dust sheets. One work light burned at the back of the house. The air tasted of old wood and cold plaster and something sweet underneath, like very old perfume.I had not slept. At six o’clock I had given up, dressed in the dark, and told Alexander I was going for a walk. He had only nodded and said, Take a scarf. Then he had gone back to pretending to sleep.“How did you know I would be here?” I asked.“You always come here when you cannot think.” Claire walked down the aisle between the shrouded seats, her boots loud on the worn carpet. She carrie
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 542
Point of View: Alexander“They want to call it the Whitcombe Academy, Alexander. They want me to stand at the side and smile. And the worst part is that for one whole minute today, I wanted to.”Elena said it to the soup. She did not look at me. It was Monday night, and the kitchen smelled of tomatoes and black pepper and the wet wool of her coat drying on the chair. Rain still ran down the dark window. She sat at the end of the table with her shoes off and her hair coming loose, and she looked, for the first time in months, like a woman carrying something too large for her arms.I had made the soup myself. It was not good. She was eating it anyway.My phone lay beside my bowl. Twice in the last ten minutes my hand had crept toward it. I knew exactly whom I would call. Marcus knew three lawyers who could read a foundation’s agreement in an hour. I could have a full report on the Whitcombe Foundation by midnight, their donors, their board, their quarrels. I could have it all, and I cou
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 541
Point of View: Elena“Ten million dollars, Elena, and all they want is your name off the door. Tell me honestly. Is that a price, or a prayer answered? Because from where I sit, it looks like both.”Miss Ada said it across her cluttered desk in the school office, with the letter held in both hands like something that might bite. It was Monday, a little before noon. I had come straight from the Sterling Grand in my good coat, still dizzy from the board vote, still smelling of the boardroom’s old leather. The rain had followed me across the city. It tapped on the window, and in the corner of the ceiling a steady drip fell into a red plastic bucket.Plink. Plink. Plink.I had heard that bucket for three winters. Today it sounded like someone counting.“Read it to me,” I said. “All of it. Slowly.”“Elena.”“Please, Ada.”She took a breath. Her fingers kept moving to the key on her lanyard, turning it over and over. I noticed it. I did not think about it then.“The Whitcombe Foundation is
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Point of View: Elena“Give it to Lena, Victor. Not to me, and not to Vanessa. It was written by her husband, and it is hers to open first.”I said it quietly, from the back row, and every head turned. I had not meant to speak. But Victor’s hand was trembling as it held out that small brown square, and I could not bear to watch it shake in the air.Victor looked at me. Then he looked at Lena Marsh, standing at his father’s side in her darned cardigan. He crossed the room as if he were walking through water. He stopped in front of her and held out the page in both hands, like a boy returning something he had stolen.“Mrs. Marsh,” he said. “I am sorry. I am so sorry.”Lena did not take it at once. She studied him for a long moment, this gray, well dressed man of sixty who had once been a pale boy with a tray of papers.“You were nineteen,” she said.“I was a coward.”“You were nineteen and a coward. Both can be true.” She lifted the page from his palms. “Hold my stick.”He took the stick
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 539
Point of View: Alexander“Sit down, Mr. Sterling. You are not on the agenda, and you are not on this board. Today you are only a husband in the back row. Please behave like one.”Victor Halden said it from the head of the walnut table, in the boardroom on the top floor of the Sterling Grand. It was nine in the morning on Monday. Pale rain light filled the tall windows, and the city lay gray and shining below. Twelve directors sat in leather chairs. Dalton Reyes sat at the far end, folding and unfolding his glasses. Ms. Pryce had her leather folder open. Vanessa and Marcus sat side by side near the middle, as still as two people carved from the same stone.I sat in the last row of chairs against the wall, with Elena on my left and Claire on my right. My hands lay on my knees. I had never in my life been so aware of my own hands.“I will sit,” I said, and I sat.“Good.” Victor smiled. “Now, Mr. Reyes. Your motion.”Dalton rose. He looked at his papers rather than at Vanessa. “I move tha
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