All Chapters of Hidden Heiress Rising: Married to my Ex-Husband’s Uncle: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

~ LISA ~There are occasions in life when your heart drops into your stomach and stays there.This was one of those occasions.Victor stood in the doorway with a cold mocking smile on his face. Behind him, his whole family had gathered like an audience at a hanging procedure. Jackson looked confused but Charlotte looked delighted while Zac looked like he was about to be sick.With the delighted smile on Charlotte’s face, I knew she was the one responsible for orchestrating this crowd. And to make matters worse, I was standing here with my hand still on the drawer of the desk.Run, my brain screamed. That was a bad idea, I shot back at it. Then lie, it suggested, and I decided at that moment it was what I was going to do.Next time, when I intend to break into someone's home, I will make sure to have a plan B."Well," Victor cooed softly. "It seems we have a thief in our midst."Technically, I wasn't stealing just lifting for information but who cares to know that. I straightened m

~ LISA ~Mark did not let go of my arm until we were inside my apartment.He slammed the door behind us and turned on me with the same face our father used to make when one of us came home late. Except Mark was not our father. He was my little brother acting like he had grown a badge."Explain," he demanded.I dropped my purse on the counter and said nothing."Lisa, I am talking to you,” he hissed out looking furious. “David is in the hospital with a fever that would not break, I am running between the pharmacy and his ward all evening, I come here to grab his insurance papers, and I find you outside in a car kissing Jackson Hill." He spat the name with so much venom. I knew how that looked but it's okay, a kiss is not sex and even if I choose to have sex with him, so what?"We are talking about Jackson Hill, Lisa,” he screamed, looking like he was about to pull out his hair.” “ A fucking Hill. Do you know what that name did to us? Do you remember, or did his cologne wipe your memo

~ LISA ~The scandal was the only thing anyone talked about for three days and Lord did I enjoy it too much more than their fake cover of being good. While in the office, Emma, my colleague, played the morning show clips at her desk with the volume too loud, probably forgetting she was at work.Clients who came in for fittings and spent half the appointment whispering about Melissa Blackfield's ruined marriage. Even Marty, who never gossiped, walked past my desk on Tuesday, paused, and said, "The Hills are having a very bad week," in a voice that was almost sad.If only he knew, I kept a small smile and I kept my head down and my face bored. Inside, I was cackling and keeping score. Two sponsors had pulled out of the Hill Foundation dinner and the senator had filed for separation. Victor's name was a punchline on late-night television. It was not justice and he was not acting the way I had expected but it doesn't matter.At least, the world is going to stop seeing them as the perf

~ JACKSON ~I couldn't sleep that night, all I kept thinking about was how Victor called me at nine in later in the night."Come to the estate," he ordered. "You must come alone tonight.""Victor, I have a five a.m. call time for the morning show…""Jackson." His voice did not rise but I knew he was on his last straw. "Come home tonight."He hung up before I could argue.I sat on the edge of my bed for a full minute staring at the phone. Victor did not summon people. My brother arranged things so that people arrived on their own and believed it was their idea.But a direct summons meant the game was over on something, I did not know on what it is.I stood up and dressed up to leave wondering what he wanted. The drive home felt longer than usual. The gates opened for me and the house sat there shining against the dark, all forty rooms of it.Because of this, for the first time in my life I looked at my family home and felt dread instead of boredom.The butler directed me to the stud

~ LISA ~Mark made coffee at midnight because it seemed none of us were going to sleep anyway.We sat around his small kitchen table. Me, my brother, and Jackson. If someone had told me three months ago that this exact arrangement of people would exist on this earth, I would have laughed in their face and then asked what they were smoking.Jackson had taken off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. The movie star was gone. What was left was a tired man with red eyes who kept glancing at me as if he was checking that I had not disappeared."Call Zac," Jackson murmured absentmindedly. When I didn't respond, he looked up from his phone, meeting my eyes. "He should be here for this.""But it's midnight.""Lisa." He sighs, massaging his temple, the poor guy looked really tired. "My brother knows who you are. I got your brother's address from what his investigator has on your siblings in a folder on his desk. Nobody in this room has the luxury of sweet sleep hours anymore if we want to be