Silence Reveals Hidden Answers’ by Michael Anderson novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100

This is crazy, Nisha.”

“You are literally living the life.”

“Is that why you’ve been so busy you weren’t picking our calls?”

Nisha pouts with a hair flip, pretending like she’s en here since the very moment she got married to Baxter. The truth is she’s been staying with her parents after the fail of a contract mariage. It still makes her wake up at night and squeeze her hair because she was so close to being a real Mrs Prescott.

She didn’t understand. How…why did their wedding get ruined? All the times she tried talking to Baxter, wondering how and who got information about their false contract marriage that spalled in the air and landed in his dad’s lap. Before that, she was so close. She could literally taste being fucking Mrs. Prescott The one who would stay in the biggest part of the house. The one whose name would be on the invitations, on the donor lists, on everything that mattered in this city.

Now it’s Jennifer. The bitch who did her dress. The one who half the time was dating that bad boy from the wrong side of town who had no business in the corporate world. The one who probably didn’t know the difference between stocks and bonds. And now she’s the one in all the headlines.

Nisha is the kind of person who likes to make everyone know what she has. She hasn’t even been here for two days and she couldn’t hide it from her friends if she tried. But here she is, pretending she’s been living this ince the wedding, since all her friends have been calling her about what they saw on the news.

Right now, hashtag number one is Mr. and Mrs. Prescott with Jennifer and Harvey’s fac talking about how they look so much like a power couple. Jennifer with her super pale sk with that bronze skin that makes him look like he just stepped off a yacht in Greece. Nisha picture but she knew it was too late. She was already with Baxter Fake or not, the line was draw

She’s already with Baxter…well, fake with Baxter. But if she divorced him now, or ended the contract, like to her friends? It would show everyone that she’s a total failure and not part of a conglomerate family It would be admitting defeat. And Nisha doesn’t do defeat.

Earlier this morning, she waited until she was sure Jennifer had left with the driver for work probably off to some gallery opening or charity thing, playing the part of the new heir’s woman. And Harvey was done with his meeting and had left too.

Harvey seems to be the most busy one being the new heir. He’s and out of the house non-stop, always with that look like he’s calculating something. Baxter hasn’t even been in the house

Stupid. Nisha bites her lips when she thinks of him. It’s how the whole “distant uncle from nowhere” even had more people on his side than Baxter did. She wondered what the fuck he had been doing all this while as the heir if no one…not even one shareholder liked him or brought up his name in meetings. In a room of a hundred people, not one person said “Baxter should run this. Not one. So what the hell has he been doing all these years? Playing golf? Collecting watches? Warming benches?

So, the moment she was sure both the new owners of the house were no longer here, she decided to invite the girls.

The butlers set all the biscuits and teas around the table on actu silver trays…the kind with engravings. Nisha smiles sheepishly, leaning into the fantasy of being the lady of the hou. For this moment, she is.

Where’s Baxter?” Alina asks.

Her dad is a minister of like an actual government, connections or days, the kind of family that gets invited to things Nisha still has to beg for. She’s the one Nisha is excessively trying to inpress. The queen bee. The trendsetter. If Alina approves,

the rest fall in line.

“Um, at work, of course.” Nisha waves her hand like it’s obvious.

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“He’s still got a space at work?” Lori chuckles, and there’s something sharp underneath it.

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The other girls smile too. Little smirks. Little glances. They’ve been gossiping. Nisha can feel it in the way they’re all a beat too slow to jump in, like they’re waiting to see how this plays out

Nisha’s hand tightens on her glass.

“Harvey doesn’t control the whole company. My father-in-law made a very high percentage for his legitimate son. Like what do you guys really think happens in a conglome family? It’s shares. It’s board seats. It’s voting blocks. Harvey gets the

spotlight but Baxter gets the structure. That’s how these things work.”

She crosses her legs like she’s not sweating under her dress.

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