Chapter 47

Emelda's POV

I stared at Bryan with confusion and anger in my eyes, I still couldn't wrap it all yet in my head.

I couldn't believe I had stayed with them for months and didn't know who I was truly married to even Jonathan might have only felt pity for me. How can I be such a fool and naive. It's all coming together now,this was all a game and I fell for their so called game.

As Bryan spoke, his voice calm and professional as he addressed the assembled crowd, my anger and indignation began to rise within me, my blood boiling as I listened to his words.

"How were they able to keep this secret so well?" I thought to myself, my fists clenching as I watched him, my mind reeling with a sense of hurt and betrayal.

I remembered Jonathan. Jonathan was literally a simple looking elderly man whenI met him for the first time.

If he was that rich, he wouldn't choose my stepmother’s bar house to drink at. That bar house was a dirty hole compared to the luxurious ones.

I remembered the way I ha