All Chapters of Signed, Sealed, I’m Rich: The Rejected Luna’s Multi-Billion : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Salome’s POV"You really think a few tears make you the victim here?" I asked, my voice steady despite the heat in my chest.I didn't wait for Portia to answer. I leaned forward and slapped her. The sound was loud, a sharp crack that echoed against the linoleum floors of the airport. I didn't stop at one. I hit her again, then a third time. My palm stung, but the feeling was grounded and real. It felt like waking up from a long, bad dream.Barnabas moved faster than I expected. He lunged forward and grabbed my wrist, his fingers digging into my skin. "Salome, stop! What the hell are you doing?"I didn't flinch. I pulled my arm back with a sharp jerk, staring him right in the eyes. "I am paying her back. For the lies. For the sneaking around. For trying to steal a marriage that was never hers to take."Barnabas looked around at the growing crowd, his face flushing with a mix of anger and embarrassment. "She is out on bail, Salome! She is alrea

Salome’s POV"You are officially dead to me," I muttered at the screen.I didn't feel a spark of regret or a lingering ache when the phone lit up again. It was just a dull, buzzing annoyance. My thumb moved with a mind of its own, hitting the block button before the ringer could even finish its first cycle. I dropped the phone onto the cushion next to me like it was a piece of trash."Look at you," Clementine said, her grin wide and proud. "The queen of moving on. Now we just need to work on your office etiquette. Maybe you can find another excuse to grab your boss tomorrow.""Clementine, stop," I groaned, hiding my face in my hands. "That was a total accident.""I know, I know. But it was a very productive accident. Do it again tomorrow. You know, for science."I threw a pillow at her, but she just laughed and ducked.Jeremiah’s POVThe study was quiet, the only sound coming from the turn of a page. I was halfway t

Salome’s POV"Eat up. This is going to make you recover faster," Jeremiah said.He didn't wait for a response before he slid his own bowl toward me. I looked at the steam rising from the soup, then back at him. My face felt hot. It was hard enough being the centre of attention without him acting like my caretaker."No, Alpha. Thank you, but I really can't eat another bite," I said."It will help your leg," he replied.His tone was flat, leaving no room for an argument. It wasn't a suggestion. It was a command wrapped in a gesture of kindness.Across the table, Arthur let out a low whistle. He was grinning like he’d just won the lottery. "You know, in a lot of places, sharing food is basically a confession of love."I breathed in wrong and started coughing. I reached for my water, trying to hide how much that comment rattled me. Jeremiah, however, didn't even flinch. He reached for the teapot and poured himself a fresh cup.

Salome’s POV"Salome, get up right now and look at your phone," Tabitha’s voice screeched through the speaker the second I pressed accept.I rubbed my eyes, the crust of sleep still heavy on my lids. My room was dim, the early morning light barely peeking through the curtains. I let out a low groan and rolled onto my side."Tabitha? It is barely six in the morning," I muttered. "What is going on?""Check your Twitter feed. Immediately. Do not ask questions, just look at it," she ordered. Her tone was sharp, buzzing with an energy that made my heart do a nervous little skip.I ended the call and tapped the app icon. The screen glowed too bright in the dark room, making me wince. When the feed refreshed, I froze. My own face was the first thing I saw.It was a video. I hit play with a trembling thumb. The clip was short, grainy, and clearly edited with a specific goal in mind. It showed the airport terminal from a distance. I saw m

Salome’s POV“You think he actually stays for the whole thing, or does he just check his watch every five minutes?” I asked, leaning against the kitchen counter.Arthur chuckled, stirring the pot on the stove. “Even the most powerful Alpha in the territory isn’t stronger than his mother. When she sets a date, he shows up. He might hate every second of it, but he shows up.”“It just seems so normal,” I said, picking at a loose thread on my sleeve. “I spent so much time thinking of Jeremiah as this untouchable force. A myth in a suit. But here he is, getting nagged by his parents about his love life just like anyone else.”“He’s human, Salome. Mostly,” Arthur added with a wink.I laughed, the sound light in the quiet kitchen. “Well, I genuinely hope he finds someone. A girl who can actually handle him and make him happy. He deserves a break from the business and the b