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

filled with a photo frame, old and new photos placed together. My grandparents’ walls were a shrine to every

was on full display in

the house to the backyard where I spotted my grandmother kneeling in the dirt as she

gloves he offered to me. I used the same pair every

welcome. Miss Adelaide,” Piers said before taking off into the house. I pulled

at these lilies. Aren’t they beautiful?” she gushed, a beaming smile on her face as I dropped to

beside her.

The flowers were

beautiful.” I grinned. “Looks like your garden is

garden, you mean,” Grandma laughed.

I did,” I laughed, leaning forward to pull at the weeds in

did you really come here for?

pop, the force knocking me onto my backside. I laughed, discarding the uprooted plant as

obvious?” I

out a stubborn weed with one good, hard

1 pretended to grumble despite the smile on my lips. “You’re right, though. I actually came here for

I can’t share any details on that.

it’s not,” I shook my

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

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

jump

was about to say, “if Grandfather truly denies their marriage, what is

mean?” Grandma

how long she can make money that way. Especially with how bad she is at

hands paused mid-air, and she turned to

beg your

all pretenses as I glanced up at

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 of me if I need it. Corinna, well,

I could feel my heart racing in my chest.

the money. I never had.

Corinna, however….