Quinn continued her analysis. "Look at it this way: she had a baby with someone else, but the father has never shown his face. Maybe they had a nasty falling out, and now she wants to rekindle things with her old flame?"
Riley nodded.
Seraphina had known full well that she and Pierce were legally married, yet she still had the audacity to drug Riley at their wedding reception. Was there any low this woman wouldn't sink to?
"I understand. Thanks for the heads up," Riley said, placing a chicken drumstick on Quinn's plate. "Here, your reward."
After Quinn left, Riley checked the internet for the rumor about Pierce.
Someone had snapped a photo of him entering a hotel with a woman, but it only showed her blurry back. There was no clear shot of her face.
After reading the article, Riley sent Pierce a text: [Have dinner with me tonight?]
The message went entirely ignored, vanishing like a stone dropped into the ocean.
Riley stared blankly at her screen.
Since when did having dinner together require an advanced appointment?
It wasn't until 9 PM that Pierce finally showed up. "Sorry, I was entertaining a client for dinner. Did you wait up for me?"
Riley watched him stand by the coffee table, pouring a glass of water and drinking it.
His crisp white dress shirt was immaculate and perfectly ironed. His trousers fell in sharp, crisp lines without a single wrinkle. The sharp angle of his jaw and the bob of his Adam's apple as he drank looked effortlessly seductive.
He was as dazzling as ever. No matter where he stood, he was always the center of female attention.
Nothing about him had physically changed, but for some reason, Riley felt a sudden, chilling unfamiliarity when she looked at him.

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