The Heir Contract 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

Calla looked at him for a long second, her breath catching in her throat. Deep down, she hoped, prayed that he hadn't just said what she thought he did. That he wasn't hinting at something deeper, something that concerned the past she had buried.When she had changed her looks and started from scratch, it was all for one reason. To disappear, to leave behind the girl she used to be, the pain, the shame, the fear, everything.She had spent years building this version of herself. But what if someone saw past it? What if someone finally recognized her from the orphanage? The foundation had lots of donors and maybe, just maybe, Vernon was one of them.And that wasn't good news for Calla."I suggest you stop looking, Mr Montclair" She finally said with a steady voice, though her heart still pounded hard in her chest. "Whatever it is you think you know, you're wrong."Then she turned again and walked away. Vernon stood there for a moment, watching her go, and for the first time, he realized

"You know," Vernon started saying and leaned forward a little, while resting his forearms casually against the edge. "I've never stopped thinking that you look familiar. Like I've seen you somewhere before."Calla knew that this was the moment he had been waiting for. The moment that would possibly reveal the truth of why they seemed so familiar to each other."That's probably because we've been working together for months."As expected, Vernon shook his head lightly. "No, I mean before that. Like... years ago."She chuckled and rolled her eyes, deciding to play along. "Maybe you've just got one of those brains that tricks you into thinking everyone's a long-lost friend. You're free to guess, but just know that I'm not exactly famous like you."Vernon laughed as the conversation shifted to his fame and everything else. But somewhere between speaking about his social life and how he became friends with Julian Voss, the conversation stirred back to Calla."So... where'd you grow up? If

The next morning, Calla walked into the small coffee lounge, still half-asleep. She had barely slept as her mind kept replaying the restroom scene with Norman and thinking of the perfect way to get back at him. Even though her revenge plan wasn't fully in motion, she couldn't let another King walk all over her. Not again.Rubbing her eyes, she was already thinking about the strong cup of caffeine she needed to survive the day when she noticed someone standing by the counter.Vernon.He was casually leaning against the counter in an expensive dark suit. With one hand in his pocket and the other holding two steaming cups of coffee, he looked like he had just stepped out of a magazine. On seeing her, he flashed a small smile, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes while offering a tiny smile of her own. "You're unbelievable," "Good morning to you too," He replied, holding one cup out toward her.Calla hesitated for half a second before taking it. After having dinner with him, she had

A wave of disappointment washed over her and she couldn't help but feel her heart burn. The forced smile immediately vanished from her face, replaced by a frown she didn't bother to hide anymore."Is this it, Norman? Is this what our marriage is going to be forever? You come home late, barely look at me, and we sit here like fûcking strangers?""We agreed on what this marriage would be, Fiona." He replied, leaning back in his chair. "Nothing has changed." "That's the fûcking problem!" She snapped, curling her hands into fists on the table. "You act like we're just business partners sharing a roof. I've done everything to make this work. I've learned how to fûcking run the house the way you like it, I've been there for Sebastian, I've kept up the image in public... God, I've even swallowed my pride more times than I can fûcking count. You're obviously still mad at me because I put that bîtch in her place for insulting slash trying to flirt with you. And for what? For you to treat me l

AT THE CLUB~"I regret this," Calla muttered and shook her head the moment they stepped inside.The bass thumping through the speakers was already splitting her skull, and the neon lights flashing everywhere were going to leave her partially blind in the next hour.But before she could air out or yell out her thoughts, Rina was already buzzing from the first shots she downed at the bar. Grabbing Calla's hand, she tugged her into the crowd."God, this is exactly what I needed," Rina yelled over the music, tossing her hair back with a grin. "And I swear, if Adrian Russell's smug face shows up here, I'm going to fûcking drown him in tequila."Calla laughed and drank deeply from her glass, letting the burn chase away the ache Julian had left behind. The second reason she had suggested they hit the club was because she needed a distraction. While Rina was here to celebrate her near-freedom from the project she had been working on, Calla was there to purge Julian's unfriendly dismissal fro