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

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a government permit,” Damon smiled, though his eyes didn’t. I was shocked to hear him speak up; normally, he was so withdrawn from conflict.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.

back in my seat, completely insulted. Insulting Damon’s intelligence, who only won against every battle of wits we’d ever had, was insulting me. Damon

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

unsettling. It felt like she was looking at a particularly juicy

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gripped my wrist under the table, wanting to smack her upside the head, but Damon didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he was hardly paying any attention to anyone.

of the vegetables onto my plate.

I

peppers.

in response, but he didn’t glance at anyone else, simply ignoring them coldly like he

sent me an ugly glare. I met it cooly and smiled.

plans in the future?” the bald man asked Corinna and Ashton, face pink from his

it gave me whiplash. She gripped Ashton’s arm. looking up at him like a

for a

a sip of my water at the same time. I choked as it hit the back of my throat and pressed my napkin to

just as shell-shocked as I

see the delight in her eyes as she pretended to be sympathetic, “I know it must be shocking, but you

her mouth sounded all wrong, like someone trying to gurgle shards of glass.

seems so sudden,” I laughed awkwardly.

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

own.” Corinna giggled, as Ashton wrapped his arm around her. “Isn’t that

truly in love. He was able to fake that well, I thought. The joy

standing and raising his glass of

raised their glasses,

glance to Damon who gazed back at me.

were we to do now?

devils were going to take everything.

ride home was silent, awkwardly so. The only sound was the tires crawling across the pavement and

If they had a baby before we did, they’d gain control over an inheritance they didn’t deserve. They’d squander

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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 she also couldn’t stand babies and they hated her

return.

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

massive fit.

as a mother? Forget it.

mention

couldn’t believe they were going this far just to get the inheritance. I needed the bringing a child into this world because of that? I didn’t know that I could do it.

money, but