All Chapters of The Betrayed Heiress: Chasing Her Back: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror, turning from side to side, admiring my figure.The silver dress my mother had forced me into clung to every curve, the slit running up my thigh feeling scandalously high. The neckline was tasteful but somehow made my bust look fuller and my hair had been pinned up in an elaborate updo that resembled a bridal style, with just two delicate strands framing either side of my face.This was not what I had planned to wear.I'd laid out perfectly reasonable flare pants and a white shirt but my mother had swept into my room like a tornado, hidden my chosen outfit somewhere I couldn't find it, and presented me with this dress instead."You're going to a gallery opening, not a board meeting," she'd said in that firm tone. "Wear the dress, Alessandra."I had grumbled the entire time she'd helped me zip it up, but now, staring at myself, I had to admit that it did look good. Still, I felt exposed in a way I hadn't allowed myself to feel in mo

JASON’S POVI shook my head, trying to calm down before I said something that would worry her more. "Nothing. Listen to me, Lexi." I turned in my seat to face her fully. "Don't answer him. If you see him anywhere or he tries to corner you and there’s now way you can leave immediately, you call me. Understand?"She laughed, but it sounded forced. "Jason, I'm a grown woman. I can handle my ex-husband.""I know you're a grown woman." I ran my fingers along the side of her face, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. The gesture was more intimate than I' had intended, but I didn't pull away. "But I also know Jaime, and I know the tactics he uses. He's trying to manipulate you back into his life, and I worry about you. So please, will you just... call me if you need me?"I wanted to tell her more and explain exactly what kind of manipulation Jaime was attempting but I held back, not wanting to sound like I was lecturing her or treating her like she couldn't think for herself.Ale

Polly's exhibition had been a success. Every single piece was sold and I watched the way people gathered around her, trying to get information on how she got inspiration for her pieces.We were now basking in the after party glow, where different couples were on the dance floor. Jason had pulled me into the waltz without asking, his hand warm on my waist, and I had let him because saying no would have drawn more attention than simply dancing. That was what I told myself, anyway.I spotted Polly and Julien across the floor. For once, my brother was actually paying attention to his girlfriend, whispering something in her ear that made her smile. The look on Polly's face made my chest ache. She deserved to feel that way all the time, not just on special occasions when Julien saw it fit to show up and play the devoted boyfriend."You're doing it again," Jason whispered into my own ear."Doing what?""Frowning. You've been frowning on and off all night." He guided us smoothly around ano

The sound of buzzing drilled into my skull until it was the only thing I could hear. My ringtone blasted in the air, disrupting the peace and I groaned, fumbling blindly for my phone.My head was pounding so hard I could feel my pulse in my temples. When I finally found it tangled in the sheets, I had to squint against the brightness of the screen.My lips parted at the sight of twelve missed calls from Mom, eight from Dad and five from Lisa.What the hell?I blinked at the screen, but nothing changed and I was confused. Why were my parents calling me when they could just walk down the hall to my room?I looked around and that was when I noticed it. The walls were a warm cream color instead of the pale blue of my bedroom.The more I accessed the strange bedroom, I realized with horror that I was not at home. I tried to sit up and I cursed underneath my breath. “Fuck!” I pressed my hand to my forehead, rubbing the agonizing pain there. "What happened?" I muttered to myself, scanning

JAIME’S POVI leaned back in my office chair, my phone pressed to my ear, eyeing the framed photo of my children on Sara’s fifth birthday and the sight of her dimpled face brought a smile on my lips. "The partnership announcement is everywhere," Jeffery's voice spoke through the speaker. "Bloomberg picked it up, Wall Street Journal ran a feature, and we're trending on the business section of Twitter.""Good." I nodded in satisfaction. "What about the interview requests?""Two major networks want you and they're pitching it as King's Industries rising from the ashes after the divorce settlement nearly bankrupted you."I winced slightly at the phrasing. "Schedule them both and make sure they know I want to focus on the partnership and the company's future, not my personal life.""Of course. And sir..." Jeffery's voice dropped slightly. "The stock price jumped twelve percent this morning.""And the other thing?" I asked carefully, not wanting to say too much even on what was supposed to