“You and your daughter must leave right now,” I demanded.“Why?” John said with a sneer. “Don’t you want everyone to hear the truth?”Victor squeezed my hand, and I felt his strength flowing through me. It gave me the extra courage I needed at that moment.“The …the truth is, Mr. Cameron, is that you and your daughter are here only to make trouble,” I said.Despite my anger, I was trying to choose my words carefully. The Camerons were devious enough to spin my words to their advantage.But it was hard to think while arguing in front of all these people. If I started to stutter, my words would become meaningless. Nobody would take stammering seriously.I needed to give in to my anger just enough to let my words flow freely yet remain in control of myself.But Karen seemed intent on making me lose it on her.“How is enlightening these people about your scam causing trouble?” Karen yelled. “The only trouble that’s been caused is by you trying to pull the wool over these good people’s eye
After the triumph at the auction, my entire Sunday was spent studying. I finally put down a book on the use of AI in risk assessment around midnight when I couldn’t hold my eyes open any longer.Still dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, I collapsed onto my bed and slept until it was time to get ready for school Monday morning.When I arrived at school, I spotted Amy sitting on a bench near the tree where we always met. I could tell she was crying as soon as I got out of the car.But when she heard me approaching, she dried her eyes and tried to act normal.I sat down next to her. “What’s going on, Amy?”She shrugged. “I miss Justin. He wasn’t supposed to be gone this long.”“Have you heard from him?” I asked. My concern that he was going to ghost her was growing.“Yeah. We were texting last night,” she replied. “He seems okay, but I have the feeling something is wrong. I just want him to come home.”I didn’t know what to do. I knew what Justin’s problem was, but I didn’t think I should te
I woke up the next morning and bolted from my bed. Test day was here!Even though the test wasn’t scheduled until early afternoon, I wasn’t going to school today because I was too nervous to sit in class. Alex agreed I should stay home and relax this morning.Resisting the urge to do some last-minute studying, I dressed and went downstairs.Alex was in the dining room eating breakfast. “Good morning, sweetheart. Sit down and eat something.”“I’m not hungry,” I replied. I was sure I couldn’t eat a bite. My stomach was gurgling and fluttering madly.“You should try to eat, honey,” he advised. “You’ll be able to think better with something in your stomach.”I sat down and nibbled on a piece of toast and accepted a glass of juice from Benson.“There’s no reason to be nervous,” Alex said. “Victor assured me you are more than prepared.”“What if he’s wrong,” I mumbled.“Judging from the company reports I’ve seen, you know what you’re doing,” Alex said as he patted my hand. “Believe in yours
The head of security rushed to my office. “I’ve got men combing through all the footage from this floor, the elevator, and the stairwells during the past half hour.”“Concentrate on the conference room and the adjacent hallway,” Victor instructed the man. “Somebody took Miss Wilson’s test from that table. We need to find it as soon as possible.”“Other than Miss Wilson, we were the only ones in the room and the hallway,” Mr. Foster insisted. “Are you accusing us of cheating, Victor?”“Of course not,” Victor replied. “But the test is gone, and I know Daisy would never cheat. That means somebody else took it.”The security chief received a call on his cell phone. He stepped outside the room, and I heard him giving orders.“Send the footage to Miss Wilson’s email, and close off all elevators, stairwells, and exits until further notice.”He returned to my doorway. “We know who took your test from the conference room table,” he said. “Please watch the footage on your monitor while I detain
Even though I was enjoying my time with Victor, I was curious about the surprise waiting for me at the mansion.I savored the drive home in the Lamborghini and said goodbye to Victor before I hurried inside to find Alex.I found him in the living room with Benson. Their smiles and the way Benson left quickly with his clipboard made me wonder what was going on.Alex rose to his feet and took me into his arms. “Congratulations, my darling. I knew you would do well.”“Then you heard I passed,” I said. “Word travels quickly.”“Indeed it does,” he agreed. “Word of your triumph is spreading along with John Cameron’s shame. He is no longer connected in any way to Wilson, Inc.”“That’s good news,” I said. “I heard you have a surprise for me.”“Yes, I’ll give it to you at dinner this evening,” Alex replied. “Why don’t you take an hour to go to your room and rest? You had a long, trying day.”“A nap sounds good,” I said. I was full of fast food, and all the adrenaline from the test drama had wo
“The telephone has been ringing all day, Miss Wilson,” Benson said as we went over last-minute details for the evening’s charity ball.“Over two dozen individuals who declined your invitation due to other obligations now wish to attend,” he explained. “Even the hosts of another party have canceled their affair and wish to come to your ball.”“Can we accommodate them all?” I asked, wondering why this many had a change of heart.Benson assured me they would all fit in the ballroom, or they wouldn’t have been invited in the first place.It would be a challenge to handle this many last-minute guests, but each person attending paid a five thousand dollar donation to the charity foundation.How could we turn them down?“I’m sorry for all the extra work, Benson,” I apologized. “I never dreamed this would happen.”“It’s quite alright, Miss,” he replied. “It’s all for a good cause.”I patted him on the back. Benson was an absolute treasure. “Is there anything I can do to help?”“I called in th
I was dreaming about dancing with Victor when something began to tickle my nose. Then my whole body began to shake until my head flopped around like a rag doll.“Victor, what’s happening?” I asked him in my dream. “Why is everything shaking?”I heard a feminine giggle. “I’m not Victor. Wake up, goofy.”My eyes flew open, and I realized I had been dreaming when I saw Amy sitting on my bed next to me.Was this a dream too?I sat up and rubbed my eyes. “Amy, what are you doing here?” I asked. “What time is it?”“It’s nine o’clock, and I need to talk to you,” she replied. “After your butler let me in, your dad said I could come up to your room and wake you up.”I stretched and yawned. “I tried to call you last night when I found your messages, but you didn’t answer your phone.”“Yeah, I fell asleep and found the missed calls from you when I got up this morning,” she said.Amy seemed normal, but I could tell something was on her mind.She always tries to hide it when she is upset. But I co
After one brief text, I didn’t see or hear from Amy until the following morning when I arrived in front of the school.She sat on the bench near the tree. Her facial expression told me nothing as she stared at her phone screen.I hurried over and sat next to her. Relief flooded me when she flashed me a quick smile before returning her attention to a sitcom on her phone screen.“Whatcha doing?” I asked.“Catching up on my show,” Amy replied. The pain I saw yesterday in her soft brown eyes was gone. “There are only three episodes left this season.”What happened with Justin to put her in such a good mood? She wasn’t volunteering any information, so I’d have to ask.“I’m glad you’re feeling better,” I said. “Did you hear from Justin?”“We were on the phone for half an hour yesterday.” Amy looked into my eyes and smiled. “He said he loves me, and he will return to the city soon.”“That’s great news.” I gave her a side hug. But was it really great news, or was Justin putting off the inevit
I woke to the enticing scent of dark roast coffee. I stretched and realized I had slept more than I thought I would that previous night. The smell of coffee grew stronger, and I felt steam on my nose.Opening my eyes, I saw Amy standing over me, waving a mug under my nose. “Wakey wakey,” she crooned. “It’s your wedding day. Victor expects to see you at the chapel in two hours.”I reached for the mug and took a sip. The coffee was laced with dark chocolate almond milk and a touch of steamed heavy cream.“Mmm, thanks, Amy. It’s just the way I like it,” I said. “This is such a treat.” I stretched again and took another sip.“Enjoy it, but don’t dawdle in bed,” Amy put her makeup bag on the nightstand. “You need to get in the shower and wash your hair. Anna will be here to help us soon.”After waiting for this day to come for so long, I was both ecstatic and a little nervous that something would go wrong.“Is it really going to happen?” I asked my best friend. “Am I really going to be his
Kayla kept her word. The estate that we named Juniper Acres because of the dozens of Juniper trees on the grounds became ours a few days after my talk with her.I liked the small trees. They had a pleasant, fresh, and woodsy scent, and the blue/ green berries were pretty and had many uses.Besides making arrangements for our wedding, Victor and I spent the last three weeks getting our mansion ready for us to move in. It was a labor of love, knowing it was all ours.We painted some of the rooms in different colors that we preferred. I especially liked the shade of yellow that we painted our breakfast room.Like Alex’s mansion, our breakfast room had many windows facing east for plenty of natural sunlight. We would enjoy our mornings together, enjoying our first cup of coffee in the room.The living room now had comfy, overstuffed furniture in light blue and walnut. The carpets and drapes were neutral colors that set off the polished wooden floors.It was an inviting room. I looked forw
Victor called the realtor while I stood beside him with my fingers crossed. There had to be a way to fix the snag, whatever it was. The estate was perfect for us. We couldn’t lose it.I heard the realtor’s voice when she answered his call. “Victor, I’m sorry for giving you bad news.”“What’s the problem?” Victor asked. His voice was calm, but I saw the tension on his face.“The current owners of the Juniper Lane estate are two granddaughters of previous deceased owners. One of the young women refuses to sell to Miss Wilson.”Puzzled, Victor and I looked at each other.“Why?” Victor asked.“She claims Miss Wilson did something to cause her problems in the past,” the realtor responded. “I can’t change her mind. She refuses to sign the papers to finalize the sale.“Does she know the size of the offer we made?” Victor asked as I searched my memory for the identity of the granddaughter.But I couldn’t think of who I had angered that much. I shrugged at Victor and did a palms up.“Who is sh
“I’m sorry,” I said and knelt down to pick up the pieces of broken glass.“That’s alright, Miss Wilson,” Benson said. “Thomas will take care of the mess.” He motioned to a footman. “Let me get you another glass of tea.”“Are you okay, Daisy?” Cassidy asked. “We shouldn’t have shocked you with the news in front of guests.”I shook my head and tried to smile. “No, I’m fine. I was just surprised. Congratulations. I’m happy for both of you.” But was I? I had been an only child since Alex found me.Even though I knew Alex would continue to love me, my only experience with having a sibling wasn’t a positive one. Andrea enjoyed making my life miserable.So, I wasn’t sure how I felt about having a half-sister or brother. However, I was sure Alex and Cassidy wouldn’t treat me like the Smiths, and I’m optimistic the baby wouldn’t be like Andrea.But what would change in my life?“Are you sure, sweetheart?” Alex asked. He looked concerned, and even though I had been shocked, I didn’t want to spo
Victor’s POVDaisy was terrified. I could tell she was afraid her stutter would return. If she was scared enough, it could happen. She needed my love and support.I stepped forward to kiss her cheek and whispered in her ear, “No matter what, I love you. But you can do this. I’m right here with you. Pick one person in the crowd and talk to them.”Daisy gave me a weak smile, and I saw her take a deep, trembling breath. She looked out at the crowd of strange faces, and I knew the instant she saw someone she recognized.It was Amy, standing with Justin, William, and Penny among the sea of reporters. They must have heard about the press conference and come to support us. They were true friends.I sensed Daisy was relaxing, and she began to speak.“When I was seventeen, I worked in a restaurant owned by my best friend’s father. While waiting on customers and bussing tables, I dreamed of going to college and getting my law degree.“I wanted to use that degree to help the werewolf classes who
Victor and I freshened up while trying to think about what we wanted to say. Then we went back downstairs and watched the reporters and news anchors arrive outside the mansion.“There are so many,” I said. “I’ve never seen this many reporters at once before.”“They are coming from other cities to be here,” Shane said. “Your and Victor’s vision for the future is big news. There are rumors that Victor is going to quit the leadership, and you’re moving away from Denhurst.”Findlay snorted. “I heard that rumor, along with several crazier ones. I think the people need to be reassured of your good intentions for everyone.”“I can understand that,” Victor said. “How about you, Daisy?”All I could do was nod. I understood, but I was growing nervous about going out there in front of such a large crowd of reporters and photographers. There were so many. It was like a sea of people forming over the vast front lawn.My hands began to tremble when the estate staff began moving the temporary stage
I cried all the way back to the mansion. Amy remained silent, patting my arm occasionally and handing me tissues when I needed them.She pulled into the driveway and to the front entrance before she spoke.“It looks like Alex has company,” she said. “Who’s limos are they?”I punched the seat. “That one is Lana’s, and the one pulling in next to us is Lily James’s. The nerve of that pushy woman. She followed us!”“But look, Daisy,” Amy pointed toward the front doors. “Victor is here.”I wiped my eyes and saw Victor coming toward me. He opened the car door and took me into his arms.“Don’t cry, sweetheart,” he crooned. “Gisele called and told me what happened. So I had Findlay call everyone here for a quick meeting to set them all straight.”I stopped crying and nodded even though I wasn’t sure it would help.“This nonsense will stop now,” Victor took my hand and helped me from the car.We waited for Amy to put the baby in the stroller before going inside.I looked around the foyer, unab
Victor’s mouth opened, but no words came out at first. Then he shook off his surprise.“Are you serious?” he asked.“Yes, I’ve been thinking about it for weeks,” I replied.Why did Victor look so shocked? During the few times we had spoken about kids, he said he wanted a family.Tears stung my eyes, and I turned away from him. “Maybe I shouldn’t have brought it up.”Victor gently turned me around. “I know you’ve been upset since Amy had the baby, but I didn’t know it was because you want one too.”“When I first held Brendre, I felt such a rush of love that it was all I could think about for days,” I explained. “I never thought much of babies before. I think it's because my adoptive parents rejected me when they had their own baby.”“That makes sense.” Victor took my hand and started walking down the beach again. “Anyone would feel that way.”“Holding Amy’s baby made me realize I very much want to be a mother,” I said. “And I don’t want to wait a long time to start our family.”“What a
Daisy’s POVI couldn't believe Victor was leaving. Couldn’t he stay with me at the beach house for just one day?An emptiness in the pit of my stomach started when he turned to leave. It grew after he went out the door. Through our bond, I felt his painful, churning emotions and wondered if he was finished with me.I couldn’t lose him! I’d return to Denhurst this minute and marry him in any ceremony his mother wanted. The only thing that really mattered about my wedding was Victor must be the groom.I had to stop him from leaving. I needed to know what was on his mind and in his heart.Running out the door after him, I saw him climb into his car and start the engine.“No!” I cried as I jumped in front of the Lamborghini. “Don’t leave me, Victor. I love you!”The Lamborghini’s engine stopped, and Victor leaped out of the driver’s seat. He hurried to my side.“Why won’t you stay with me?” I asked.“I thought you wanted to be here alone,” Victor replied. His body was trembling with emoti