Chapter 67 Lies and Promises
Chase had long noticed that Lemon liked him. But from the very beginning, he had only ever seen Lemon as a little sister.
He never had any siblings of his own. Back when they were neighbors, Lemon and Waylon were always hanging around his house, bumming meals.
Maybe it was because they’d met too early–some people were simply destined to be family, not lovers.
That night when Chase got home, the TV was playing news about the Quinn Group’s new partnership with the Fred family.
Wendy glanced at the screen and said casually, “The Harrison family must be panicking by now. Henry’s been calling me nonstop. I’ve been forwarding everything to the secretary’s office. He’s probably starting to realize it’s over.”
Now, Wendy could talk openly to Chase about her tactics with Henry. Chase understood clearly- Henry, in Wendy’s eyes, was nothing but a tool to be used and a case to be investigated. There were no lingering feelings left.
Or maybe there were just not enough to outweigh everything the Harrison family had done over the years.
Wendy wasn’t someone who confused right and wrong.
After dinner, they planned to watch a new movie together. Neither of them had the time to go to the theater anymore, so at–home movie nights were all they had.
Chase was in the kitchen slicing fruit while Wendy picked out a film.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
Wendy’s heart skipped. She had a feeling it was Henry.
She quickly texted Fiona: “Is Henry at home?”
Fiona replied: “Nope. Was just about to tell you. He left about thirty minutes ago, carrying a pot of soup. Probably going to see you?”
Wendy: Couldn’t you have warned me before I died?”
Fiona: “Sorry. Got distracted gaming.
This was the kind of “high–caliber talent” Wendy paid a fortune to employ.
Wendy sighed. Chase was about to go answer the door when she caught his arm and gave him a
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“It’s Henry,” she whispered.
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Chase nodded in understanding. He glanced toward the door and then motioned toward the bedroom. “I’ll go hide?”
Wendy nodded. “Whatever you hear, don’t come out. Henry won’t hurt me. I can handle him.”
Chase kissed her forehead. “I trust you.”
Then he slipped into the bedroom and quietly shut the door.
Wendy waited a few seconds before going to open the front door.
“Wendy!” Henry looked frantic. He charged inside the moment the door opened, grabbing her hand. “You’re still mad about that tabloid scandal, aren’t you? I’ll have the company issue a public clarification right away!”
Wendy pretended to be furious, yanking her hand free without saying a word.
Henry, still anxious, followed her into the living room, placing the soup pot onto the table. He glanced around quickly–no sign of Chase.
Good
The fact that Wendy was still upset about the rumors proved she cared. In Henry’s mind, Chase was already half out of the picture.
“Don’t be mad,” Henry pleaded. “It was just a stupid tabloid thing. That actress only came to my house to help look after Joy while she was recovering. The company needed some buzz, so we used it for publicity.”
The excuse was weak at best.
Henry did have feelings for Wendy. But he was also a man–and he had all the arrogance that came with it.
In Henry’s world, men were allowed to have multiple lovers. In his mind, since he and Wendy weren’t legally married, he wasn’t even cheating.
Meanwhile, inside the bedroom, Chase sat quietly, watching the private feed Fiona had just sent
over.
Twenty minutes ago, Henry had sworn the scandal was fake, that he and the actress barely spoke.
And then, right after, he and that woman disappeared into the bathroom together.
Of course, it wasn’t a coincidence that the video had surfaced so quickly. Wendy had orchestrated the whole thing.
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“Really?” Wendy said, tilting her head at Henry, pretending to be hurt. “You’re telling me you two had nothing going on?”
“Of course not!” Henry said immediately. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved. How could there be anyone else?”
In the bedroom, Chase listened to this ridiculous speech, finding it almost funny.
Once, he had said those same words to Wendy too.
The difference was, when Chase said them, he had meant every word.
Henry, though?
Chase had seen the video too. Wendy had generously shared it with him.
Sitting alone on the bed, Chase watched Henry, out there pledging loyalty, while he–her actual husband… no, her ex–husband–hid away like some secret lover.
Who said life wasn’t interesting?
For the first time, Chase truly understood the saying. The joy of battling others is endless.
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