All Chapters of My Ex-husband Regrets Losing His Hidden Heiress : Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

The message changed everything.“Now ask Julian why your grandfather was afraid of the Vance family.” I read it twice before lowering my phone.Julian noticed my expression. “What happened?”I handed him the phone. He read the message. His face changed immediately.I looked directly at him. "You knew," I said.Julian looked away."You knew there was something between Grandfather and the Vance family.""It wasn't that simple.""Then make it simple."My voice was calm, but I could feel anger building inside me. "For years, I believed my family collapsed because of business problems. I believed you and Grandfather did everything you could to protect me. I believed my marriage to Damien was completely separate from all of that."I stepped closer."But now I find out that Grandfather owned Westbridge, that he left instructions for me, and that he specifically mentioned people who knew what happened."Julian said nothing."And now someone is telling me to ask you about the Vance family."M

I turned the photograph over again. The handwriting was unmistakably my grandfather's.“He knows where your father is.”For several seconds, nobody spoke. I looked at Harrison's younger face in the photograph, then at my father's. I had spent years believing my father was simply another painful part of my family's past. Now I was beginning to wonder if I had ever been told the truth about him."Where was this taken?" I asked.Julian took the photograph from my hand. "Westbridge.""And when?"He checked the date written in the corner. "Twenty-four years ago."I looked at my father again. He looked younger than I remembered. Not the version of him I had carried in my memories, but the man from before everything went wrong."Why was he with Grandfather?""I don't know.""You don't know?""I was away at university then."I turned to Marcus. "Can you find out?"He nodded. "Give me the photograph."I handed it to him.He examined it carefully before taking a picture of the back. "I'll have

By six that evening, I had already changed my clothes twice. And I stood in front of the mirror in my bedroom, staring at the two dresses hanging beside me. One was black. The other was emerald green. I picked up the black dress. Then put it down. I picked up the green one. Then put that down too. I sighed. This was ridiculous. It was only dinner. At least, that was what I kept telling myself.Alexander had called earlier that afternoon. Not about Sterling Global. Not about a contract. Not about business. He had simply asked if I would have dinner with him. I had almost said no. Then I remembered how easy it had been to talk to him at lunch. He never asked questions about Damien. He never reminded me of the marriage I had just left. He didn't treat me like something fragile.So I agreed.I finally chose a simple black dress and left my hair loose around my shoulders. When I walked downstairs, Julian was waiting in the living room.His eyes moved over me.“Dinner?”“Yes.”“With Alexand