All Chapters of The Billionaire Suspect (The Van Dyke Sisters 1): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chelsea was not happy with Ava’s testimony nor with Catherine, who pushed the matter. Ava wouldn’t even have lunch with them. Catherine loved her sister, dearly, but she just had to get over it. Catherine wasn’t sure if Derek truly killed Kelly or not, but he was the best scapegoat for reasonable doubt they had.It seemed like there was even more people in the courtroom than there was for the morning session. It was almost as crowded as the first day of court was. Everyone was all abuzz.“You think he’ll show?” Phillip asked.“No, think. I know he will,” Cameron said.“How do you know?” Catherine asked.“Because he just walked in with Francis Chadwick,” Cameron said.Catherine and Phillip turned to look at the doorway.Sure enough, Derek was standing with Francis Chadwick, a senior partner at Chadwick, Harvey, and Whitman Law Firm. The firm was one of the most prestigious in the city. Mr. Chadwick was wearing a navy-blue suit and stripped tie.Chelsea was looking at Derek like he was

Two days later . . . Court was about to be in session again. Outside the courthouse was chaos like it was during the first day of court. Reporters shouting questions, photographers’ cameras flashing - so on and so forth. Ezekiel had shown up to court as promised. He had checked into the Marriott. Mr. Townsend didn’t even want him at his estate. Not one member of the family said a word to him. Nevertheless. They had to carry on. “Call your next witness, Ms. Van Dyke,” Judge Gehrig said. “The defense calls Leonard Dandridge,” Catherine said. Leo Dandridge walked to the stand. He was a tall, ready fellow with darkish blond hair. He wore a dark suit with a dark orange tie. Leo was also from an old money family. His family owned a little bit of everything. The bailiff sworn him in. “Mr. Dandridge, per the testimony of Derek Dawson you had an affair with Mrs. Kelly Townsend. Is that c

The next evening . . . Catherine couldn’t stop thinking about Cameron. How was he copping? Has he heard from Don? What was he feeling, right now? She finally broke down and called him. “It’s good you called,” Cameron said softly. “I’m . . . dealing.” “You sound calm,” she commented. “Cameron, I was wondering.”“Yes?” “We’ve never talked about how . . . losing your child affected you. Are you dealing with that all right?” Cameron had talked about how hurt he was about losing Kelly, and how her infidelity made him feel, but they had never talked about the loose of his baby. “As best as a man could deal with it, I guess. I mean it wasn’t until . . . after Kelly died I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt he – or she was mine. By the time I knew for sure I was going to be a father. I wasn’t going to be at the same time. It . . . was a shock, but it never really sunk in. It was like the child was a dream. It was

Three days later . . . It was a miserable rainy Saturday afternoon. Catherine had called Cameron yesterday to check on him but he didn’t answer. And he didn’t return her phone call. That wasn’t like him, but she brushed it off, thinking he needed time alone and to rest. All this had to be taxing on him. That’s what she thought until Matt’s call. “What do you mean no one knows where he is?” Catherine repeated, trying not to panic. “I didn’t call you at first because I was trying to keep it quiet until I could find him on my own. But the rest of the family was starting to get suspicious yesterday. I had no choice but to tell them I haven’t seen or heard from Cameron since the day we came home from court.” “Oh, no,” Catherine whispered.He wouldn’t jump bail. He couldn’t. Everyone he knows is here. His family is here. His life is here. I’m here. “He can’t get too far if he . . . dare I say it out loud jump bail. He h

Three months ago . . . “Would you like some tea, Martha?” Kelly asked as she glided into the kitchen of her home. “How about herbal tea? You seem agitated.” “If you were out of our lives for good, I wouldn’t be so agitated,” Martha said. Kelly whirled around. “Now, Martha, is that anyway to speak to your daughter-in-law . . . and the mother of your future grandchild?” “Oh, please, we both know there is only a fifty - hell, maybe even a twenty-five percent chance Cameron is the baby’s father.” “There you go with those wild accusations again,” Kelly said in a shame on you tone. “All because you saw me talk to one man coming off an elevator. “You were flirting your butt of with him. But I didn’t need to see that to know you’re cheating on my son. So, let’s cut the bull. What will it take for you to leave Cameron - to leave the family?” “Leave?” “Yes. I’m prepared and able to write