Chapter 27
Hailey
The laugh was still bubbling in my chest when I realized everyone was staring at me. Jackson's expression was confused. Nathaniel looked amused. Navine's face was unreadable. And Yvonne's eyes had gone sharp and cold, warning me without words to tread carefully.
I knew the truth. Knew it with absolute certainty because I'd lived it.
Yvonne had never read a Sidney Sheldon book in her life.
But I had read them. Every single one. I'd spent hours curled up in my father's study while he was alive, working through his collection, discussing the plots with him over dinner. Sidney Sheldon had been our thing. Our connection.
And now, apparently, Yvonne had stolen that too. Had claimed it as her own to impress Jackson, probably dropping casual references to "Master of the Gam
