“Try not to cause a scene.” I gently touched my daughter’s blanket. “Don’t worry.”
He laughed again. “You still have something to prove, Claire?” My eyes shifted toward the brown folder resting on my bedside table.
“More than you can imagine.” Adrian stopped laughing. A few minutes later, his digital invitation arrived.
The ceremony was scheduled seven weeks from now at an exclusive estate overlooking the Evermere Coast.
I almost closed it. Then something at the bottom caught my attention. Tiny lettering beneath the venue information: Event hosted in collaboration with Vale Global Holdings.
I slowly sat upright despite the ache in my abdomen. I knew that name.
Very well. Vale Global Holdings appeared on six major wire transfers originating from the private trust fund I had inherited from my late grandmother.
I stared at the screen again. Adrian had just invited me to a wedding partly financed by a company connected to money from my trust.
And even worse for him… he had invited almost everyone who might recognize that company name to the same celebration.
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