The Billionaire Suspect (The Van Dyke Sisters 1)

The Billionaire Suspect (The Van Dyke Sisters 1)

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By:  Olivia SaxtonCompleted
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Catherine Van Dyke was dumped by her billionaire fiancé, Bruce Hudson, the night before their wedding. After the drama, tears, and a surprise elopement, what happened to Catherine Van Dyke? The stoic blue blood does her best to move on but a broken heart can make a woman limp for years. Catherine takes solace in her work. She has a big trial coming up and she can't let the past – no matter how much it pops up, distract her. Despite being on trial for murdering his wife, Cameron Townsend can't help but find his famed trial lawyer attractive. Catherine is a wonderful escape to forget the past. Yet, the past keeps nipping at their heels. Will Catherine let go of the hurt and pain and accept Cameron's interest in her? Will Cameron be found innocent of the crime he is accused of? Will Catherine and Cameron find a way to look past the hurt and pain they have experienced to find love again – with each other?

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

           It was the night before Catherine Van Dyke’s wedding. She was enjoying the welcome party at her parents’ estate. The party was to welcome out of town guests who came to New York City for the wedding. She noticed her fiancé, Bruce Hudson, making eyes across the room at his brothers, Christopher and Trevor.  After a few minutes, Trevor approached Bruce and they began speaking as their eyes diverted here and there. So, Catherine decided to see what was going on.

          Catherine approached them holding a full glass of champagne. “You two look like you’re planning a conspiracy,” she joked lightly.

            Trevor chuckled. “Not at all.”

            “Catherine, would you come with me to the garden?” Bruce asked. He wore a black suit with a burgundy and black stripped tie. He looked so distinguished.

            “And leave our own party?” Catherine asked like the social faux pas it was. She had spent almost a week picking out the perfect dress for the party. She usually wasn’t so fussy about clothing outside of the courtroom. But this was a big night for her. It was the night before the wedding. She wore a blue dress where the hem line was above her knee. The neck-line was V-shaped that curved over her shoulders leaving her arms bare. Her sisters helped her pick it out.

            “Just for five minutes,” Bruce said.  “I haven’t had one moment alone with you since I arrived.”

            Catherine smiled. “Oh, all right.”

            “How cute,” Trevor said with a little smile.

            Bruce took her arm and began to walk her to the alternate hallway toward the dining area they had been in only four and a half months ago.

            Catherine started chatting about her relatives who had come out of town as they walked through the room and to the double patio doors that led out to the garden.

            Bruce prayed that no one was out there as they entered the garden. Black poll lights two feet apart lined and lit the yellow brick path. He walked her about nine feet away from the house. He stopped in front of the lilacs.

            “It’s such a beautiful night, isn’t it?” she asked dreamily.

            “Yes. It is,” he agreed. “Yet, it’s another thing that makes this harder than it already is.”

            “Make what harder?”

            Bruce spotted the bench next to the yellow flowers on the other side of the path. “Catherine, you better sit down. This will come as a shock to you.”

            “I knew it,” she said in an accusatory tone. “I knew something wasn’t right when I noticed you and your brothers making eyes at each other ten minutes ago.”

            “How perceptive of you,” he mumbled.

            “I’m a lawyer. I wouldn’t be as good as I am if I wasn’t perceptive.”

            “I see. Please sit down, Catherine.”

            “I rather stand,” she said seriously. “What is it? Are you sick?”

            “What? No,” he stammered.

            “One of your brothers is sick . . . or one of your nephews.”

            “No. No one is sick.”

            “Then why do you look like as if someone died or has an incurable disease?” she asked and let go of his arm. She faced him head on.

            “Because . . . something is about to die – and it’s this engagement. Catherine . . . I’m sorry, but I can’t marry you tomorrow.”

            “What?” She had to have misunderstood.

            “I can’t marry you tomorrow,” he repeated.

            “What?” she repeated.

            No. He did not say what I thought I heard.

            “Catherine, the wedding is off. I am not going to marry you tomorrow – or ever,” he explained slowly.

            Her mouth dropped open. She was beyond shocked. Then she shook her head. “No . . . I must be misunderstanding you. Are you saying you don’t want to marry me?”

            “Yes, that’s what I’m saying.”

            “What . . . how . . . why?” she whispered.  Who was this person? It was like Bruce had suddenly become another man.

            “I . . . fell in love with someone else.”

            “What!” she shouted. It wasn’t often she raised her voice “When would you have had time to fall in love with someone else? We’ve only been engaged for four and a half months. And we were seeing each other for over a year before that.”

            “Two months ago, I started to get to know an . . . old acquaintance better. I didn’t plan it, but . . . despite my best efforts, I fell in love with her. I cannot in good conscious marry you.”

            Catherine started breathing heavy. “Who is she?” she asked in a demanding tone.

            “Who she is isn’t important,” he said with strength.

            “The hell it isn’t,” Catherine snapped between clenched teeth. “You’re calling off our wedding that is less than twenty-four hours away. I have every right to know the name of the woman who went after you when you were already taken – or did you not tell her you were engaged?”

            “She knew just like everyone else. It’s just that the . . . attraction . . . the love we have for each other is too strong to fight, Catherine,” he explained, coolly.

            “Four and a half months ago you said you loved me – and proposed to me. I didn’t pressure you into marrying me,” she stated angrily.

            “I know that,” he assured her patiently. “I . . . set the tone for this whole thing. I take responsibility for that. And now I’m trying to correct my mistake.”

            “So, you never loved me at all?” Catherine asked in a high-pitched tone.

            “I meant what I had said over four months ago. I still love you now, but after some reflection, I realized that it isn’t the type of love a man needs to have for a woman he is going to marry. But, I do have that love for her.”

            Catherine started heaving in and out. She couldn’t help it. “And you couldn’t figure this out earlier? You tell me this at our welcome party for our guests; some who traveled over a thousand miles to watch us get married – tomorrow! You tell me this in my parents’ home!”

“I tried to get here to tell you before the party started,” he began defensively. “I got stuck in traffic from that damn bus accident. By the time I got here some guests were already here and your mother and sisters wouldn’t let me see you because you wanted to make an entrance and surprise me with your dress. I tried, Catherine,” he stressed with emotion.

“So, it’s my fault you couldn’t talk to me before the party started,” she whined hysterically. She never got hysterical – until now.

“No. That’s not what I’m saying.”

Catherine felt like she was going to pass out from disbelief.

Bruce reached out for her. “Catherine, I’m sor-”

Catherine’s hand flew up and slapped his cheek – hard as a wave of fury over took her. “Don’t touch me! Don’t ever touch me again!” She threw the full glass of champagne she was holding in his face. Catherine slammed the glass down on the brick path. It shattered. Then she ran off, going into the direction of the house.

Tears filled her eyes as she raced to the doors. Instead of racing through the house where lingering guests could see her, she bolted for the kitchen. The kitchen staff was gone – thankfully.

Catherine crumbled in the floor next to the cabinets and sobbed. Her future had been ripped away from her by the man she loved.

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Mystic magic
Short and sweet! I always love your stories... keep writing! XOXO
2024-11-07 20:15:09
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Ruru Haku
Nice story plot. The female lead is very brave.
2024-09-01 11:58:25
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Bouqui
this is satisfying.. I love it
2024-08-31 03:09:30
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Shirea Lemons
I'm so glad that Catherine and Bruce didn't get married even though Bruce could have been more of a man in the beginning, but it came true to be a great friend in the end. Catherine finally learned to truly love someone that she can let her hair down and relax with yet still be herself around.
2024-08-29 08:54:53
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jvm
I'm happy that Catherine found true love after Bruce!
2024-08-05 19:25:05
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Mam BenAlin
Miss Saxton, you're the best ...
2024-07-14 13:38:25
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Kristina
Short and sweet. Enjoyed this read!
2024-10-18 16:45:45
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36 Chapters
Chapter 1
It was the night before Catherine Van Dyke’s wedding. She was enjoying the welcome party at her parents’ estate. The party was to welcome out of town guests who came to New York City for the wedding. She noticed her fiancé, Bruce Hudson, making eyes across the room at his brothers, Christopher and Trevor. After a few minutes, Trevor approached Bruce and they began speaking as their eyes diverted here and there. So, Catherine decided to see what was going on. Catherine approached them holding a full glass of champagne. “You two look like you’re planning a conspiracy,” she joked lightly. Trevor chuckled. “Not at all.” “Catherine, would you come with me to the garden?” Bruce asked. He wore a black suit with a burgundy and black stripped tie. He looked so distinguished. “And leave our own party?” Catherine asked like the social faux pas it was. She had spent almost a week picking out the perfect dress for the party. She usually was
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Chapter 2
Two months later . . . The Ladybird’s Summer Charity Gala at the New York Country Club was the first social event Catherine has attended since Bruce canceled their wedding. She had stayed in her room at her parents’ mansion for a week, not leaving her room at all because she was so distraught. She couldn’t go back to her condo even if she wanted to. The news of her canceled wedding had hit the society pages the day after the wedding was supposed to take place. Photographers had taken over the entrance to her condo building. Gossip reporters had been harassing the doormen at the building along with the condo building manager and HOA board. Even Catherine’s maid hadn’t been safe. They had found out who she was and who one of her employers were. They were all over her every time she had tried to enter the building through the service entrance. And if that wasn’t bad enough, three days later Bruce’s and Beverly’s marriage was announced in the newspapers
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Chapter 3
New York’s Favorite Daughter Returns! By: Judy BuddCatherine Van Dyke, along with her family, graced The New York Country Club with her presence during The Ladybirds’ Summer Charity Gala. For a woman who got dropped for a journalistic nobody, Catherine looked well. Party goers thought they were going to get a scene to gossip about for months to come when the entire Hudson clan arrived. They haven’t attended a Ladybirds’ event in six months. The dining room was a flutter with whispers and discrete staring. It’s rumored that Catherine and Beverly Balsom-Hudson had a quick, yet civilized exchange in the ladies’ room. What was said? Unfortunately, this reporter couldn’t find out. But it appeared that both ladies left the restroom unscathed and in calm moods.In a few days, the Townsend homicide trial will begin. From what this reporter saw last night, Catherine is ready, willing,
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Chapter 4
It was a madhouse. Photographers and TV and newspaper reporters occupied the steps of the courthouse. Lights flashed and questions were being shouted as Catherine, Phillip Whiting, Cameron, and his parents as they walked up the steps. One of the sleazy reporters shouted, “Catherine, how do you think you do with opening arguments under the mental distress of being dumped at the altar?” It was everything Catherine could do not to whirl around to correct the low moral sleaze. She wasn’t dumped at the altar. She was dumped the night before the wedding. Not necessarily the day of the wedding at the church. Then she wanted to say screw you for asking. Nevertheless, she had to keep her composure. Catherine was on her client’s time – not her own. The reporters and photographers continued to follow them up the stairs until they got to the doors. Cameron’s mother exhaled with relief once they were inside. Mrs. Townsend had red hair wit
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Chapter 5
Catherine arrived at Harry and Martha Townsend’s home in the upper east side. Catherine told Cameron and his family about the ADA’s deal. The family was having before dinner cocktails in the den. “Did you tell him to take his deal and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine?” Harry Townsend asked and sipped is bourbon. “No. I am obligated to bring Cameron the deal and let him make his own decision. However . . . I do advise he not take it,” Catherine stated. “But in the end, it’s Cameron’s decision.” “Tell Quinn to take his deal and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine,” Cameron said with his eyebrow cocked up. Everyone chuckled. “Very well,” Catherine said nonchalantly. “I’ll leave you to finish your drinks and enjoy your dinner.” “Catherine, please stay,” Mrs. Townsend implored. “We have an excellent chef. Just hired her a few months ago.” “The best chef we’ve had in ten years,” Mr. Townsend
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Chapter 6
A week later . . . Catherine was about to open a bottle of wine when the doorbell rang. She wasn’t expecting anyone. More than likely it was one of her sisters. They were the only ones who showed up unannounced. Catherine opened the door to – Ava Bartholomew. “Hi, Catherine. May I come in?” Ava chirped happily. She wore a tight shirt and blue jeans. She held a bag. “Ava,” Catherine said as she shook off the shock. “What are you doing here?” “I went by the mansion, thinking you were still staying there with your parents. One of your sisters told me you had returned to your condo and gave me the address.” “You didn’t answer my question.” “Is that popcorn I smell?” she asked as she gently yet quickly pushed past Catherine. Seriously? “Ah. I did smell popcorn. And I see you have a bottle of wine already opened. No matter. We can drink both bottles,” Ava said as she pull
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Chapter 7
Catherine had just finished washing her face and changing into a night gown. She walked back into the living room. Ever sense the break-up she couldn’t bare sleeping in her own bedroom room. That was where her and Bruce had made love – all the time. He lived with his family. And even though the mansion was large and spacious she never felt comfortable making love there. She was afraid either his brothers or the staff would see her coming out of his room. It would have been obvious to everyone what they had been doing in there. So, every night Catherine would make up the sofa like a bed and every morning she would pick up the sheets, blankets and pillows. Catherine settled in on the sofa. Before she could cut the TV on, her cell rang. The caller ID said it was Ava. “Hello.” “Hi, Catherine. It’s your shopping partner,” Ava said happily. “I know it’s late, but I had to know what happened on your date.” “It wasn’t a d
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Chapter 8
It was Saturday night, and Catherine was enjoying a glass of white wine. These were the moments she lived for now. Drinking some wine and watching television alone. The doorbell rang. “Who . . . could that be,” Catherine slurred as she stood up. She wobbled to the door and opened it. “Hey,” Ava sang and sashayed in. “Hey,” Catherine mimicked and closed the door. “I came here to invite you out for drinks, but I see you already have a head start,” she said as she picked up the empty wine bottle on the kitchen counter. “Yes. And I’m not dressed to go out.” Catherine had on a button-down shirt that was way too big for her. It had belonged to Bruce. He had left some of his clothes at the condo. “Well, change. I’ll wait. And I’m driving since you already got the party started.” Next thing Catherine knew, she was wearing a red skirt and a matching top with straps she had bought while s
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Chapter 9
The Hudson wives, two of them anyway, wanted a Saturday night out on the town. So, the men took them to the Oasis. But the club was at maximum capacity. According to the door man, if they let anymore in they would get in trouble with the fire marshal. So, Trevor Hudson suggested Max’s. It was a good club yet low key and they played great music. He had taken loads of girls to Max’s before he had gotten married and had child. They were sitting at a table that was close to the dance floor. “Trevor,” Joanna began, sounding shocked. “Is that Cameron Townsend and Catherine Van Dyke on the dance floor?” She was pointing where she was looking. Trevor followed his wife’s finger. That was Cameron Townsend all right, but whoever he was dancing with wasn’t Catherine. “That’s Cameron, but no honey, that’s not Catherine. It can’t be. When she was with Bruce she hated night clubs.” “So did Bruce, but look where he is now,” Joann
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Chapter 10
It was almost noon when Catherine arrived at Cameron’s mansion. She rang the bell. She knew she had to be patient since Cameron didn’t have a household staff.Catherine had decided to take Chelsea’s advice. It was best not to let the ‘incident’ linger between them. Best to talk about it and then let it go.The door opened and Catherine was stunned.“Your eye,” she breathed as her hand flew to her chest.Cameron’s left eye was swollen shut. He gave her a little smile. “It looks worse than what it is. Please, come in.”Catherine crossed the threshold. “Are you sure –”“I’m fine.”“God, you can’t show up to court tomorrow afternoon looking like this. I’ll see if I can postpone the next session for a week. Do you think it will be cleared up by then?”“Mostly, I believe. At the very least it won’t be so obvious.”Catherine nodded. She felt terrible. If it wasn’t for her, he wouldn’t have a black eye, especially one this bad.“Let’s go in the study,” he said and began walking.Neither one
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