signed every marked page without hesitation.
One signature.
Then another.
Then the last.
Derek blinked.
His smug expression faltered for the first time all night.
“That’s it?” he asked.
I handed him the folder.
“No,” I said softly.
“That’s only the first document I signed today.”
Something in my voice finally unsettled him.
His jaw tightened.
“What does that mean?”
But before I could answer, the ballroom doors opened again.
And everything changed.
My mother-in-law entered wearing black silk and diamond earrings sharp enough to cut glass.
Evelyn Vaughn.
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