The Return Of Zade Delamonte: The Humiliated Son-in-law

Extortion?

Several minutes passed, each minute testing his patience. He wanted to storm into the hotel and find their room, but he doubted the receptionist would be willing to disclose such private information.

He forced himself to relax and rested on his seat. His knuckles had turned white from clenching.

Zade let go, pinching the bridge of his nose with annoyance. If Roselia was seeing another man under his nose, then it was obvious she was with him for something other than pregnancy.

Maybe the money.

Thinking about it now, it made more sense. Her sudden desperation to get back with him after his rise to power, the irregularities in the reports, everything.

He couldn't even be sure the pregnancy was his, if there was any pregnancy, that is.

Another wave of fury started within him. There was nothing he hated more than deception. Two chances and she'd manage to fool him twice.

His jaw tightened.

Two hours and seven inner rage-filled hurricanes later, Roselia stepped out of the hotel, arm-in