All Chapters of Signed, Sealed, Seduced?: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

TIFFANY I could not stop staring at the photograph, my father’s face was unmistakable. He was standing outside a building I didn’t recognize, wearing the same suit he had worn the last time I saw him, but he wasn’t alone. The man standing beside him was someone I knew, someone I had seen around Damian, someone who shouldn’t have been anywhere near my father.I looked at Damian and asked. “What is this?”His expression remained unreadable. “I don’t know yet.”“You know him.”“Yes.”“Who is he?” Damian didn’t answer immediately, and that frightened me more than anything else.“Damian.”He finally looked at me. “His name is Victor Hale.”The name meant nothing to me. “Who is he?”“Someone who has worked with Ashford Group for years.”My stomach tightened. “Why is he with my father?”“I don’t know.” I stared at the photograph again, my father’s expression wasn’t frightened, he looked serious, almost as if he were having a business conversation.“Do you think he was hel

TIFFANY For the first time in what felt like forever, the penthouse was quiet, no reporters were outside, no cameras were flashing through the windows, and no phones were ringing every few seconds. The board had stopped calling, the media had finally moved on to something else.For now. I should have been relieved, instead, I was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the same spot on the floor for what felt like an hour, because I couldn’t stop thinking about Damian. More specifically, I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened between us last night. The way he had looked at me, the way his voice had changed when he told the reporters that I had done nothing wrong, the way he had stood beside me even when he was still angry. And then… the kiss. I closed my eyes, that was a mistake, because immediately, I remembered everything. His hand around my waist, his lips against mine, the way my heart had nearly stopped when he pulled me closer. It had been i

TIFFANYI stared at the photograph. Ashley was standing outside an airport, dressed in dark sunglasses with a folder in her hand. DIVORCE. The word seemed to burn itself into my mind.I looked at Damian. He hadn’t moved.“What does this mean?” I whispered.His jaw tightened.“I don’t know.”“Then why would she have that?”He looked back at the photograph.“Because she wants us to see it.”My stomach twisted. Ashley had never been subtle. She wanted Damian back. She had made that clear from the beginning. She had attacked Bennett Interiors. She had tried to interfere with our wedding. And now she was apparently monitoring me and carrying divorce papers around like some kind of warning.But something about this felt different.“What if she files for divorce?”Damian’s eyes met mine.“She can’t file for our divorce.”I frowned.“Why?”“Because she’s not married to me.”I blinked. For some reason, the answer made me feel slightly better.Then I remembered the contract.The two year agreem

TIFFANYI stared at the photograph until my eyes began to hurt. Ashley. Leon. Together. In a hotel room.My mind refused to process it.“No.”The word came out as a whisper.Damian didn’t move.His eyes remained fixed on the screen.“That’s Leon,” I said.“I know.”“He wouldn’t…”I stopped.I didn’t even know what I was trying to say.Leon was my best friend. He had been there for me for years. He had helped me when Bennett Interiors was struggling. He had listened when I needed someone. He had never given me a reason to doubt him.But the photograph was right there.Ashley was standing only a few feet away from him. And they were both looking toward the camera.It wasn’t an old photograph.The timestamp was from yesterday.My stomach twisted.“Maybe it’s fake.”Damian finally looked at me.“You think Ashley would send me a fake photograph?”“I don’t know.”“Neither do I.”His voice was dangerously calm.I looked back at the screen.There had to be an explanation.There had to be.“Ma

TIFFANYFor several seconds, I couldn’t move.I stared at Ashley’s message until the words blurred.Come to your father’s house if you want to know why I really married into your life.And underneath it:And bring Damian.My fingers tightened around my phone.Damian stood beside me, his expression unreadable.“What did she mean?” he asked.“I don’t know.”“You said your father knows about the contract.”“Leon said he does.”Damian’s jaw tightened.“And Ashley knows it too.”I nodded.He looked toward the office door.“We’re going to your father’s house.”I looked at him.“Are you sure?”“No.”That answer surprised me.He looked back at me.“But I’m going anyway.”My heart tightened.After everything that had happened, he still wasn’t leaving me alone to deal with this.He could have.He had every reason to.Instead, he picked up his jacket.“Come on.”The drive to my father’s house was silent.I sat beside Damian, staring through the window.My mind wouldn’t stop.My father knew about