All Chapters of Las Vegas Bride Meets Her Brothers: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Emily The way to the Spencer mansion is like a daze. I can feel the hatred emitting from Erick. “Look, I don’t want your money. We will divorce as soon as we reach the four months. I will sign whatever contract or agreement you want me to.” He lets out an empty laugh and does not respond. We drive in silence until we reach the biggest mansion I have ever seen. I figured out that he is filthy rich by how he is so convinced that I am after his money, but not this. Everything here, even the gate and driveway screams money. A few minutes later I am sitting in the lounge with my heart pounding. Erick looked like he wanted to kill me before the maid called him away. “Are you fucken’ kidding me!” an angry voice booms. “You are engaged to Rose and you go and get hitched in a casino?” That must be the Master Spencer or Spencer senior the PA mentioned. He sounds angry. I look around for a chance to run away and not see it. This place has guards everywhere. There is one current

Emily “My poor baby,” my foster mother says and pats my back while I cry my lungs out. She knows everything I have been through. “You are a smart girl, Em. I am always proud of you. Rest and take a break. You will come back stronger.” I nod my head, take a pain killer and lie down. My divorce from Erick is breaking news for weeks. I am the Las Vegas gold-digger and everything disgusting to the high class. It is only now that Jesse and Stela see what they put me through. “Eh, Emily…” Stela hesitates before dropping a bomb on me. “We actually got paid for setting you and Erick up.” I look at her in disbelief. “The whole trip to LA was to get you two together,” Jesse adds. I can’t believe this. Erick was right all along. “Who paid you?” “The old man Spencer.” “Excuse me?” “We tried to refuse, but he was scary. He said you two are fated. We thought you would be treated well. Sorry.” I don’t even know what to say to them. I move to Hawaii the follo

Erick “Sir, your divorce has been finalised,” Pearl informs me before placing the processed divorce documents on my desk. “So fast?” I know that she is efficient. She was grandfather’s PA after all, but a week is too fast even for her. “Ma’am did not make any claims. The process was quick.” Her words somehow bug me. Everything that has happened so far questions my conclusions about Emily. She had every opportunity to demand a large settlement, but didn’t. She could have blackmailed me for forcing the abortion tablet down her throat, but she only did that to force me to divorce her. I shake my head, to snap out of it. It does not matter. I can finally marry the love of my life. “I see. Where did she go?” I am curious about this. She had not responded to any of the online curses, nor has she been spotted by any journalist since she left my mansion. Pearl shakes her head and studies me before responding, “I don’t know, Sir.” “Find out,” She studies me once