All Chapters of Signed, Sealed, I’m Rich: The Rejected Luna’s Multi-Billion : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Salome’s POV“Were you actually born here in Luceland?” I asked, clicking my pen.I pulled my notebook onto my lap and looked at Kelly. I needed every detail. Every word she said had to go onto the page. Clementine and I had spent weeks digging into this, and I wasn't about to miss a single lead. My notes were already thick with the messes we had uncovered, including the messy, drunken confession Portia had blurted out. I had a whole section dedicated to the things Portia did to Kelly. It was a long, dark list.“Yes, I was born here,” Kelly said. Her voice was small. She looked down at her hands.“Then you must know the area like the back of your hand,” Clementine said. She was practically vibrating in her chair. She couldn't sit still when she smelled a breakthrough.Kelly just gave a weak shrug. “I guess so. I don't go out much lately.”I leaned forward. I wanted to keep her focused. &l

Salome’s POV“You think we’re lost, don’t you?” Clementine asked, her voice tight as she stared out the passenger window.I didn’t answer right away. I kept my hands clamped on the steering wheel, my eyes scanning the horizon for anything that looked familiar. For the last ten minutes, the scenery had been a loop of the same dusty roads and rolling green hills. We just passed a log cabin with a collapsed porch and a field of yellow wildflowers. It looked exactly like the one we saw five miles back.“I think ponds and hills all start to look the same after a while,” I said. My stomach felt like I’d swallowed a bag of lead. We had been so sure of the directions, but now everything felt like a maze of grass and wood.Clementine crossed her arms. Her face was a mask of frustration. “We should have known it wouldn’t be this simple. You can’t just drive into the middle of nowhere and expect

Salome’s POV“Maybe you should add professional tree climber to your resume,” Jeremiah said.He stepped back as my feet hit the solid ground. I brushed the bark dust off my palms and tried to regain some dignity. Richard moved past us toward the trunk, following Jeremiah’s nod to help Clementine down next. The air felt lighter than it had a few minutes ago. Jeremiah was actually smiling, and the sharp edge that usually defined our interactions had vanished.“I didn’t think you had it in you,” he added. He tucked his hands into his pockets, watching me with a look that wasn't quite a smirk but wasn't serious either.I let out a small laugh. It was hard not to join in when he was being this charming. The tension that had been sitting in my chest like a lead weight since the restaurant incident started to melt away. This was the problem with Jeremiah. One moment he was cold and distant, and the next, he was making me

Salome’s POV"How am I supposed to focus on our mission when you're acting like this?" I whispered.Jeremiah didn't answer. He didn't have to. He just stood there, his presence taking up all the air in the small room. My legs felt weak, and a heat I didn't want to admit to started at my ankles and climbed higher. I hated that he had this much power over me. One minute we were at each other's throats, and the next, I was struggling to remember why I was even mad.I looked around the living room and felt a hot blush creep up my neck. It wasn't just my imagination. Everyone was watching us. It felt like we were a messy reality show and they were waiting for the next commercial break. Clementine had this annoying, knowing look on her face, like she’d won a bet with herself. Aiden was the opposite. His jaw was tight and his eyes were dark with a look I knew all too well.I turned away from Aiden, feeling a fresh wave of guilt. If C

Salome’s POV“So, are you going to force us to turn around?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper.I watched Kelly’s profile. She didn’t answer immediately. Her eyes were fixed on the back of the headrest in front of her, her jaw tight. The air inside the SUV felt heavy, like it was pressing against my ribs. If she demanded to go home, we were done. We would lose the tail, lose the trail, and lose our only shot at catching Portia in the act. I gripped the edge of my seat until my knuckles turned white.Beside me, Clementine was perfectly still. Even Richard seemed to be holding his breath while he kept his eyes on the road.Finally, Kelly’s shoulders dropped. She let out a long, slow breath and turned to look at me. The anger was still there, tucked into the corners of her mouth, but it was overshadowed by something sharper.“I don’t like being played, Salome,” Kelly said. Her voice was flat, but