Chapter 19
Jenna stood up from her chair, stepping over to read the entries over my shoulder.
“Nora... what is this?” Jenna whispered, her voice laced with sudden, intense alarm.
David Brenner pulled a secure satellite phone from his pocket, handing the glowing screen to me.
“The London office just called two minutes ago, Nora,” David reported, his tone dropping into extreme gravity.
“Grant’s real family in the United Kingdom has just lodged a formal claim against your entire trust.”
“They claim Grant’s marriage to you was authorized by an international contract signed before you were born.”
“And since you faked your death at Saint Jude’s Cathedral, they are declaring your marriage legally binding under foreign law.”
I looked up from the ancient journal, staring out toward the dark treeline at the edge of the estate.
May you like
Two black luxury sedans with diplomatic license plates slowly turned off the main road, entering my driveway.
The nightmare of Grant Harrison was over, but the dangerous world my parents had hidden from me was just arriving.
