All Chapters of His Contract Wife is a secret heiress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Amelia stared out of the window of the black Mercedes as it moved through the quiet streets of the city. Her driver, Gabriel glanced at her through the rearview mirror. "Miss Amelia, are you sure you want to go through with this?" She looked at him. "Why wouldn't I?" Gabriel hesitated. "You've never mentioned marriage before. And now you're suddenly marrying a man you barely know." she smiled. "That's precisely why it's interesting." Gabriel shook his head slightly. He had worked for the Sinclair family for almost ten years. He knew Amelia better than most people, and he understood that whenever she wore that particular smile, she had already made up her mind. "Your grandfather won't be pleased," he warned. "Grandfather is never pleased when I make decisions without consulting him." "That's because he worries about you." "I know." The car turned through a magnificent iron gate. Beyond it stood the Sinclair family estate. The mansion was enormous, with bea

Amelia had never been nervous about meeting people. She had attended international business conferences, charity galas, and private gatherings filled with some of the wealthiest individuals in the world. She had even addressed a room full of investors without a single note. Yet, as she stood before the mirror that evening, she found herself wondering whether Dominic mother would like her. She immediately dismissed the thought. Why should she care? She wasn't trying to win anyone's approval. She was simply attending dinner with her future husband's family. Amelia adjusted the sleeves of her champagne-coloured dress. The outfit was elegant without being extravagant. Her long dark hair fell naturally over her shoulders, and a delicate necklace rested against her collarbone. Her phone vibrated. Seraphina: Don't forget to smile. Rich mothers can smell nervousness. Amelia laughed. Amelia: I'm not nervous. Seraphina: That's exactly what nervous people say. Before she could reply

Amelia stood in front of the mirror, staring at the woman reflected back at her. In two days, she would become Mrs. Dominic Ashford. The thought should have frightened her. Instead, it made her smile. Not because she was in love with Dominic. She wasn't. At least, that was what she kept telling herself. Her champagne-colored dress from the previous evening lay neatly across the chair beside her bed. On the table was the small velvet box her grandfather had given her that morning. She opened it. Inside was a delicate diamond bracelet. Amelia sighed. “Grandfather, you really didn't have to.” Her phone rang. She glanced at the screen. Grandfather. She answered immediately. “Good morning.” “Good morning, my stubborn granddaughter.” Amelia laughed. “I'm not stubborn.” “You're marrying a man you barely know because you want to prove something to yourself.” “That sounds like stubbornness to me.” There was a brief silence. Then Richard's voice became serious. “Amelia, th

Amelia couldn't stop thinking about her grandfather's warning.Someone was investigating her.And that someone was Vanessa Harrington.She sat in the back of Gabriel's car, staring through the window as the city passed by.“Are you alright, Miss Amelia?” Gabriel asked.“Yes.”He glanced at her through the mirror.“You don't look alright.”Amelia sighed.“Vanessa is asking questions about my family.”Gabriel's expression changed.“How much does she know?”“I don't know yet.”“That could become a problem.”“I know.”Gabriel tightened his grip on the steering wheel.“Should I inform your grandfather?”“He already knows.”Amelia looked down at the file resting on her lap.For years, she had been careful.She never used the Sinclair family name publicly. She avoided luxury events whenever possible. Even her personal accounts were deliberately modest.But she had never considered that someone might become suspicious simply because she was too difficult to find.She closed the file.“I don't

Amelia woke before her alarm.For several seconds, she simply stared at the ceiling.Then she remembered.Today was her wedding day.She sat up slowly.There was no excitement rushing through her veins.Just a strange calm.She wasn't marrying for love.She was entering a contract.At least, that was what she kept telling herself.Her phone vibrated.A message from Dominic.The ceremony is at ten. The car will arrive at eight-thirty.Amelia stared at the message.No good morning.No congratulations.Just instructions.She smiled.Good morning to you too, Mr. Romantic.His reply came almost immediately.Good morning.She laughed.Better.A few seconds later:Don't be late.Amelia rolled her eyes.“Impossible man.”A knock came at her bedroom door.seraphina entered.She stopped when she saw Amelia.For once, she didn't make a joke.“You look beautiful.”Amelia smiled.“Thank you.”seraphina walked closer and adjusted the veil.“Are you sure?”Amelia looked at herself in the mirror.The