Married to the Man Who Hated Me
Then, as if remembering something, he added quickly,
“Oh—one more thing. The woman you asked for. The Reed family agreed immediately. They’ve already signed the documents.”
He handed over a sealed folder.
Leonard barely glanced at it. He didn’t take it.
Instead, he pulled on his shirt and said coolly,
“Find out who booked Suite A910. I want that woman located.”
“Yes.”
After Adam left, Leonard noticed something beneath the pillow.
An emerald pendant.
Flawless. Old. Expensive enough to matter.
He picked it up, weighing it lightly in his palm.
A slow smile formed.
“So,” he murmured,