Lahat ng Kabanata ng Killed By My Husband But Reborn A Supermodel: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Kieran called two days later with an invitation."Dinner at the estate tomorrow night. Just the two of us. My father is traveling and I need to discuss the investigation findings with you.""Can we not do this over the phone?""No. Some things require privacy. And good wine." He paused. "Unless you are afraid to be alone with me.""I am not afraid of you.""Then seven o'clock. I will send a car."I should have said no. Should have insisted we meet somewhere public. Somewhere safe.But I needed to know what Kieran's team had found. And part of me, a part I did not want to examine too closely, wanted to see him.The car arrived at six thirty. The same driver as always. The same long ride through the city and into the hills.The Vaughn estate looked different without the crowd of servants and security. Quieter. Almost peaceful in the evening light.Kieran met me at the door himself. No butler. No staff. Just him in jeans and a casual shirt that made him look younger. Less dangerous."Tha

The charity gala was three weeks after I spent the night at Lucas's apartment.Three weeks of pretending everything was fine. Three weeks of avoiding Kieran except when absolutely necessary. Three weeks of lying to everyone including myself.Lucas had been attentive and loving. He called every day. Sent flowers. Took me to expensive restaurants. He was playing the role of devoted boyfriend perfectly.And I was playing the role of woman falling in love.But every night, alone in my apartment, I thought about Kieran. About the kiss. About the way he looked at me like he could see through all my masks.Diana had picked out my dress for tonight. Deep red silk that made Raven's skin glow. Diamond earrings borrowed from a designer. Hair swept up to show my neck.I looked stunning. I looked like someone Lucas Hart would be proud to have on his arm.I looked like everything Rachel Hart had never been.Lucas picked me up at seven. He wore a tuxedo that probably cost more than most people's car

Two days after Alice's threat, I was drinking coffee at a shop near my apartment when she appeared.Alice slid into the chair across from me without asking. She wore sunglasses even though we were inside. Her hands shook slightly as she set down her purse."We need to talk," she said. "Woman to woman."I kept my expression neutral. "About what?""About Lucas Hart. About what you are walking into." Alice pushed her sunglasses up, revealing red-rimmed eyes. "I know we got off on the wrong foot. I was not kind to you. But I am trying to help you now.""Help me how?""By telling you the truth about Lucas before it is too late." Alice leaned forward. "He is using you. Just like he used me. Just like he used his first wife.""Rachel?""Yes, Rachel." Alice's voice dropped. "Her death was not an accident. It was not complications. Something happened in that hospital. Something wrong."My heart raced but I kept my face shocked and concerned. "What are you saying?""I am saying Lucas is not who

Kieran drove us to the Vaughn estate in silence.The tension in the car was thick. I could feel him processing what I had said. "Your son." Those two words had changed everything.We pulled through the gates and up the long driveway. But before we reached the main house, Kieran turned down a side path. He parked near a small garden house hidden by trees."My father is home," he said. "We cannot talk in the main house. Too many ears."We got out and walked to the garden house. It was beautiful inside. All windows and light. A private space away from the rest of the estate.Kieran poured us both water and sat down across from me."Tell me," he said simply.So I did.I told him everything. About being Rachel Hart. About the marriage to Lucas. About giving birth to Ethan. About Alice coming into my hospital room with poison. About Lucas watching me die.I told him about waking up in Raven's body. About the confusion and terror. About finding out I had been cremated. About learning that Lu

Kieran called the next morning while I was still staring at the wedding dress hanging in my closet."We need to meet. I have the full financial analysis. You need to see this.""Where?""My office. One hour. Come alone."I dressed quickly and took a taxi to the Vaughn building downtown. It was a glass tower that reflected the morning sun like a mirror. Inside, everything was marble and steel. The kind of building designed to intimidate.Kieran's office was on the top floor. His assistant waved me through immediately.The office was enormous. Floor to ceiling windows showing the entire city. A desk that looked like it cost more than most apartments. And covering every surface were papers and files.Kieran stood at his desk, studying documents. He looked tired. Like he had been up all night."Close the door," he said.I closed it and walked over to him."What did you find?"Kieran pushed a stack of papers toward me. "Everything. The full financial picture of Lucas Hart's relationship wi