บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire Heiress's Lover (The Van Dyke Sisters 3): บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Caitlin didn’t think the evening was going to end. After her little meetup with Alexander in the library, she was on edge. All she had wanted to do after their tête-à-tête was to run and hide in the pool house. But she knew her family would be concerned if she had disappeared and the rest of the guests would start gossiping. The last thing she wanted to do was cause Hector or her family embarrassment. If her nerves by themselves wasn’t enough, Alexander kept stealing glances at her. Glances that were full of want, desire, and . . . love. And God help her she still loved him, too. She had kept denying that she no longer was in love with him. But when he had kissed her in the library, her feelings for him were as strong as they were in the Florida Keys. She felt so comfortable with Alexander. That was the best thing about them being together. With him she had tried new things, danced horribly to music, and he was encouraging and empathetic.Hector was

A week later . . . Caitlin had been feeling like she was going to pull her hair out for a week. Alexander had been texting her and ringing her cell like mad. Cassandra had given him her number. He had told Cassandra that he wanted Caitlin’s number in case an emergency happened after he left New York. Caitlin re-read the text from last night she hadn’t answered. Alexander: Darling, we can tell him together. That’s how we should do it anyway. We’ll tell him how we really met and that we fell in love and we are going to be with each other. We’ll leave New York if you wish. Go to Orlando, L.A. or Paris. I have homes in all three. She would love nothing more than to go away with him, leaving this mess behind. But she couldn’t. She wasn’t in Key West anymore. She had to be responsible – and crafty. During the past week, she had thought long and hard about how to get out of this predicament. She had somewhat of a plan but she wasn’t

Shit. This is the first time I’ve wished Alexander had bought his own damn plane, Hector thought as he rushed to pack winter clothes in his suitcase. Normally, he would have his butler pack his clothes for a trip but he didn’t have time to be bothered with his meticulous packing. Hector had called his pilot twice. No answer and he didn’t call back. Assuming he was in the middle of something important, he had called his back up pilot. “Sorry, Mr. Beaumont, but I can’t fly you to Aspen until Rodney comes back with the jet. He had to take your son somewhere out West. The flight one way is about five hours,” the co-pilot had said. “But if you truly can’t wait, I can recommend my brother’s charter company. He’s very good and reliable.” Hector had no choice but to charter the co-pilot’s brother’s services. He would be ready to take him to Aspen in forty-five minutes. Julian walked in wearing a full three-piece dark navy plaid suit

The weather got worse and worse the closer they got to Colorado. The pilot had to land in Kansas before visibility was zero - where he couldn’t see at all. This was a freak storm for this time of year according to the weatherman. Snow fall like this was early for this time of year for the area. Serious accumulation didn’t begin until late October.Hector was a New Yorker born and bred. He wasn’t going to let a few snowflakes stop him. When the airport rental car companies had ran out of vehicles, Hector called his secretary at home to see if she could find any way for him to get a vehicle.After sitting around at the airport with a bunch of stranded strangers for almost two hours, she had finally called him back.“Sir, I was able to find a man who owns a dealership in the area. He’s willing to open up to sell you any SUV with four wheel drive – for double the listed price,” she had said.Hector didn’t give a shit. He could buy a hundred dealerships with plenty of cash to s

The next day . . . Julian had just got off the phone with Alexander and Caitlin. What they had told him was what he was afraid of. His poor father. They had called asking if Julian had heard from him during the last twenty-four hours. He hadn’t. Alexander didn’t get Julian’s messages warning him that their father was on his way there until he looked at his phone this morning. Julian had advised them to leave his father be and let him find him. They didn’t seem to have a problem with that. His first obvious move was to call his father’s cell. His father hated texting. Julian called twice and left one message. His father always called him back. But Julian sat down and thought about where he could have gone. He couldn’t have gotten but so far. Aspen had gotten almost a foot of snow last night. All flights were canceled. Julian assumed his father had gotten a rental car so he could at least drive to a hotel. So, he called every f