Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

I poked uncomfortably at the fish dinner on my plate, not even hungry anymore as I sat down at dinner.

I didn’t realize that when Damon meant dinner, he meant with the Steyns. I wished his grandparents were here. They’d always been kind to me.

But instead, we were joined by the three most boring old, balding political men I’ve ever met, Damon’s father, and of course, Ashton and Corinna.

Even the normally cool-headed Damon was irritated. I tried my best to keep a stoic expression on my face. They didn’t deserve to see my emotions.

“Absolutely ridiculous, this new tax reform needs to be halted in its tracks,” one of the men with a patchy beard said firmly.

“I

agree. The tax exemptions have always kept good companies like ours out of the hot water but they want to steal our money? Raise taxes on the middle class for goodness sake! They don’t need money, anyway,” another who was clearly wearing a wig said.

“I completely agree, sirs,” Corinna giggled to the men’s delight. They preened under her gaze. “Good men like you definitely deserve more recognition for your contributions.” She smiled at them all, making them feel important.

I tried not to roll my eyes and looked at Damon instead. He wore the same displeased expression as he had when he arrived.

“Oh-ho!” the man with the patchy beard grinned, “You’ve got such a delightful daughter-in-law on your hands, Dalton. I wish I could steal her away from your son.”

“I’m afraid she belongs all to me, sirs,” Ashton said charmingly, wrapping an arm around Corinna. Dalton, however, sipped his wine without saying a word.

I sent the men fawning over Corinna a nasty look which went ignored, but Damon’s smile was harder to ignore.

“Tax exemptions are meant for good, hardworking people who keep the economy stable, not hoarders with a government permit,” Damon smiled, though his eyes didn’t. I was shocked to hear him speak up; normally, he was so withdrawn from conflict.

“I beg your pardon?” the man with a curly mustache said with a frown.

“Then beg.” Damon chuckled.

Damon raised his glass to his father’s political friends gracefully, and I almost wanted to applaud him if I didn’t remember that he belonged to a family of ‘hoarders with a government permit

“Damon!” Dalton scolded sharply. He turned to them with an apologetic look. “I apologize for the rudeness of my son.”

“My brother is simply not as… educated on these matters.” Ashton smiled at the men, sending a mocking look to Damon. Damon’s smile of disdain in response knocked the preening from Ashton’s

face.

Damon’s intelligence, who only won against every battle of wits we’d ever had, was insulting

dress without the maid’s assistance, I wanted to shout.

Damon a glance, the gleam in her eyes unsettling. It felt like she was looking at a particularly juicy piece

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upside the head, but Damon didn’t seem to mind.

my plate. I glared at the roasted bell peppers

I hated bell

peppers.

like

glare. I met it cooly and smiled. She

Any plans in the future?” the bald man asked Corinna and

face morphed so quickly that it gave me whiplash. She gripped Ashton’s arm. looking up at him like

for

bad luck on my part that I’d taken a sip of my water at the same time. I choked as it hit the back of my throat and pressed my napkin to

back, looking just

the surface but I could see the delight in her eyes as she pretended to be sympathetic, “I know

to gurgle shards

sudden,” I laughed awkwardly. “You’re not

model. A child, how could it be? Let alone Grandma despised surrogacy deep heart in her

can’t wait to have a little one of our own.” Corinna giggled, as Ashton wrapped his arm around her. “Isn’t that right,

was able to fake that well, I thought. The joy was plain

his glass of wine, “To

men raised their glasses, happily enjoying their wine.

a side glance to Damon who gazed back at

we to

were going

the tires crawling

wondering what on earth we were going to do. If they had a baby before we did, they’d gain control over an inheritance they didn’t deserve. They’d squander it so quickly and ruin

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with a baby? There was no way in hell she’d make a good mother. Not only would it ruin her career, and at least momentarily, her figure, but

return.

last time one of our baby cousins came to visit, he puked all over her dress, and she’d thrown

massive fit.

mother?

mention Ashton.

I needed the bringing

money, but

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