Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 33

"Since you're still worried," Stewart said, his gaze steady, "let's sit down together and revise the agreement now."

"Together?" Briony raised an eyebrow. "You want to go to your office?"

"No, we'll go back to Southcreek Manor," Stewart replied. "And while we're there, I need to look for the other copy of our marriage certificate. I couldn't find it earlier.”

Briony hesitated; she had no desire to return to Southcreek Manor. "The marriage certificate is in the nightstand. I left it right there.”

"I already checked. It's not there."

"I know I put it in the nightstand," Briony insisted.

"I'm telling you, it's not there." Stewart arched a brow. "Do you think I'm lying to you?"

Briony fell silent. She doubted Stewart would lie about something so trivial-there was simply no reason for it.

She let out a quiet sigh and said, "Fine. Let's go."

Stewart walked ahead and opened the passenger door for her. Briony glanced at the script left on the seat-no doubt Rosita's. Without saying a word, she opted for the back seat instead, slipping in and pulling the door shut behind her.

Stewart paused for a moment, then closed the passenger door and moved to the driver's side.

The Maybach rolled smoothly out of the driveway.

A beat-up van parked nearby started its engine and began to tail them at a discreet distance.

through the iron gates

car stopped. She led the way into the

van parked outside, a high-definition camera

inside, Briony headed straight for the bedroom. She yanked open the nightstand drawer-but the marriage

it there before she

finally she found the certificate tucked away

at it, puzzled. Had she remembered wrong? Or maybe Irwin had been playing around and left it there by mistake? That seemed likely-Irwin was always getting into things

in hand, Briony strode down the hall to the

Stewart called

entered. "Found the

down on his desk. Stewart was

certificate, and looked up

did you find

the vanity table

an eyebrow.

frowned, not wanting to be misunderstood. "I was sure I left it in the nightstand. Maybe Irwin took it out to play and put

been back

she really had remembered

agreement coming?" she asked, changing the subject. "And by the

"Why not?"

That was part of the truth, but not the whole of it. Still, she saw no reason to explain herself further. Stewart probably wasn't interested

on his laptop. "I'll give you one hundred million in cash for the manor. And another hundred million-that's from Irwin.

never turn her back on Irwin if he needed her. But if Stewart wanted to settle things this way, she wasn't going

it a moment's thought, then replied in an