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

Chapter 39

It was a sunny morning as I drove down one of the busiest of the Las Vegas streets. It was surprisingly crowded all the way through as 1 adjusted my sunglasses for the tenth time since I started driving.

The sun was bright and hot-a little too much of both as it beat down on me. The sudden heat waves were the things I hated the most about living in Las Vegas, but it beat a hurricane or blizzard any day.

I shifted lanes as I pulled off the highway and onto the familiar road before me. Kids were out playing in the nice community. It was a pricier neighborhood but worth it.

I smiled as I heard the familiar tune of the ice cream truck several blocks down, probably giving joy to the kids of Viewpoint Circle.

But ice cream and the heat wave were not what I was here for.

I pulled into the familiar driveway, shutting off my car as I stepped out, locking it with a click of the remote.

I glanced at the stones lining the pathway heading to the house, seeing four sets of handprints imprinted into the rocks.

My name was scribbled on one of them, hands far too tiny to be an adult.

It felt like I’d made those handprints in a different lifetime.

When I reached the door, I raised my hand to knock, but the door had already flung open.

Piers, my grandmother’s butler, stood there as stiff and unusual as ever.

“Good morning. Miss Adelaide,” Piers said in a monotone voice.

“Are you ever going to tell me how you do that, Piers?” I smiled, pulling off my sunglasses. “Cause I’d love to know that party

trick.”

“Practice, Miss Adelaide,” Piers said, his lips twitching at the corner in a way that I knew meant he was laughing inwardly. “Mrs. Hildebrand is waiting for you.”

He opened up the door, stepping aside as I entered. The place was spotless as ever, but the walls were quickly running out of

room

old and new photos placed together. My grandparents’ walls were a

was on full display

I spotted my grandmother kneeling in the dirt as she weeded the flowerbeds.

to him as I grabbed the pair of gardening gloves he offered to me. I used the same pair every time I came-a

Adelaide,” Piers said before taking off into the house. I pulled on my gloves,

these lilies. Aren’t they beautiful?” she gushed, a beaming

beside her.

bloom. The flowers were so bright they almost put

grinned. “Looks like your garden is doing

you mean,” Grandma laughed. “You helped

pull at the weeds in the

here for? I doubt it was to help prune the petunias.”

on came out with a pop, the force knocking me onto my backside. I

that obvious?” I smiled.

your grandma. I know everything, remember, dear?” Grandma smirked, pulling out a stubborn weed with one good,

my lips. “You’re right,

“Cause you know I can’t share

shook

Corinna and Ashton were against it from what I’d heard, but this went

was unacceptable. My grandfather was a mellow man, and so was Ferdinand, Danon’s grandfather, but both of them had a line everyone knew not to

had played jump

unable to believe what I was about to say, “if Grandfather truly denies their marriage, what is Corinna going to

do you mean?” Grandma frowned.

make money that way. Especially with how bad she is at budgeting.” I said, nonchalantly. “So I was

paused mid-air, and she turned to

your

dropping all pretenses as I glanced

the inheritance. She needs it more than I do,” I said, firmly. “I have my job, and I’ve been living on a low paying salary for years. Besides, I have Damon to take care

and serious, for a few moments. I could feel my heart racing in my chest. I knew she had always

the money. I never had.

Corinna, however….