seen it before.
The words blurred as I read.
It stated that I would receive money in exchange for becoming Jonah’s legal wife and maintaining contact with him throughout his sentence.
That part was true.
But there was another clause.
A clause I had never been told about.
If Jonah’s conviction was overturned, I would be required to help him recover a missing asset belonging to his father’s estate.
And if I refused, the money I had received over the past three years could be reclaimed.
My hands went cold.
“You knew about this?”
“No.”
“Then how did my signature get here?”
Jonah looked at the photograph again.
“That’s what I’ve been trying to understand.”
I pushed my chair backward.
“You’re telling me your mother paid me to marry you, someone forged documents in my name, and now you expect me to believe this is all a coincidence?”
“No,” he said quietly. “I’m telling you that my mother knew something she never told either of us.”
I wanted to scream.
Instead, I picked up the silver key.
“What does this
