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April Davis Moore knew she could count to infinity, and it wouldn’t be enough. Nothing would save her from this scene or her losing her temper at some point. It didn’t matter what she did, her husband David was determined to make it happen. That was a forgone conclusion. She’d never lived the life of a typical socialite. Far from it, in fact. For years, after school ended, April didn’t appear on social event lists without a well-placed word from someone. Her husband, David Moore, had a well-placed family of a sort. His family made forced their way into the social scene using various not-so-subtle tactics. He’d failed to use April in a scheme which fell apart, but she wasn’t supposed to know. April was supposed to take the fall for him in the scheme. “I want a drink. So, get your lazy ass moving April and check us in. I want to put that drink on my suite’s tab. No sense in wasting the all-inclusive part of this wedding.” David’s Moore’s fing

April couldn’t believe what she heard Damien admit to her. Finally, she discovered that he still remembered her. No, he didn’t just remember her. He remembered more about her than David cared to remember about her. Damien had complimented her more in a few minutes than she could remember David ever doing. She’d married David to elude her family and grandfather’s secretive lifestyle. David had showered her with compliments and gifts. He’d married her because he thought she might have a secret fortune. He believed she’d gain bank accounts of wealth that he could drain. But that’s not what came. David insisted on April signing agreements to keep their business interests separate. He didn’t want any part of her hobbies. April agreed with that. If they divorced, the division of their financial assets was clear and so were the reasons. Securing proof of David’s affair was the following hurdle in obtaining the divorce. Then she’d see if Damien was

Chloe Carleton graced everyone with her presence around the third course. She entered the dining room giggling on David’s arm as if he was an expected member of the bridal party. “Your husband has arrived.” Beatrice said. She stated the obvious as he stumbled in, dishevelled with Chloe. They were both giggling and tipsy. It’s embarrassing to see. David didn’t care. He didn’t look at April. He didn’t say a word to her. Everything was for Chloe and gushing for her. Damien pointed to three areas and smiled. It’s a public event. Public events were often video taped for memory, marketing, advertising, or security purposes. April couldn’t help but smile into her wineglass. Let her husband lick Chloe Carleton’s neck for the camera as she watched. David’s reputation now hit rock bottom if it hadn’t been there by now. No one did this in public, even during their own wedding. They weren’t in Los Vegas either and he was already to som

April enjoyed David and Chloe’s early exit from the dining room. She didn’t enjoy how Beatrice blocked her from speaking to Carolyn about the trouble Chloe and David would cause. April felt it’s her fault. She wouldn’t thank David for his insistence of separate rooms. He thought his affairs were a secret; they weren’t. April’s no fool; that’s Chloe. How would Chloe respond when she learned of David’s other lovers? “What am I thinking?” April stared out at the darkness. The picture windows revealed, a hint of the dark, landscape by the well-placed lighting throughout the resort’s gardens. It’s her thoughts that lashed out, intent on making them feel her pain. April didn’t fool herself into believing they’d feel it like her. April wondered if Damien would care that she wished to hurt Chloe. She wondered about the personal questions he’d asked and what he said to David. His dislike of Chloe was a surprise. April’s

“Damien. What’re you doing here?” April finished with her call resort’s concierge, who made her feel her request was reasonable and she stay silent. They couldn’t halt business, but there’s a silent cost to do business when there were abuses, infractions, and horrible manners. That’s something April wouldn’t say. She assumed David must’ve said or done something to the staff or management. They’re informing her, she wasn’t involved. “I’m here to see what happened. Neil called. Caro’s worried. I’m not pleased to hear David was here threatening you and your business. What’s this about David needing the business centre to develop a document for you to sign over your business to him?” David entered her suite. His blond hair looked rumpled, fresh, clean, and it made him look younger, a little wilder, as he radiated his annoyance at what he’d learned. “Neil said that. I can’t trust him to keep my business private.” April said. She c