A Guest Claimed Her Fiancé Owned The Hotel—So I Made One Call

Halden peered at me over her glasses. “Ms. Ellis, do you wish to respond to the accusation of undue influence?”

My throat tightened. Diane’s hand pressed lightly against my wrist under the table—a reminder to breathe.

Before I could speak, a chair scraped behind me.

Liam stood up.

It was such a small movement, but it drew every eye like a magnet. His face continue reading …