Secret Obsession by Kimberla Lawson Roby Page B

them home when it’s over.”
    Paige didn’t like this and knew she had to do something. However, all she said was, “I’m glad to hear you guys are going to try to work this out.”
    “I am, too.”
    “I also hope Pierce realizes he should have had a lot more trust and faith in you, regardless of what anyone sent him in the mail.”
    “Yeah, I agree, but I have to admit, if someone sent me a stack of incriminating information about him, I’d probably believe them, too.”
    “I guess. Well, anyway, I’m going to keep you both in my prayers, and I know you’ll soon get past this.”
    “Thanks, Paige,” Camille said as they walked inside the house. “Because prayer is what we need most.”
    Paige hugged her sister and thought, I’ll be praying, all right. Praying that Pierce leaves your pitiful little behind so he can start his new life with me.
    * * *
    It was four o’clock, and Paige had been home for nearly three hours. She hadn’t thought so much about it while she’d been staying at her sister’s, but she’d missed being in her own space. She’d missed her own bed, her own everything, and was glad she’d made the decision to return this afternoon. Of course, her two-bedroom condo wasn’t nearly the size of the Montgomerys’ three-story abode, but it was hers and she was comfortable here. There was no question that she’d loved seeing Pierce every day and had even loved spending time with her niece and nephew, but she was glad she no longer had to see or stomach her sister.
    She went over to the sofa table and sorted through her last couple of days of mail. She shuffled one piece after another but pursed her lips when she saw an envelope from Lexus. Now she sort of wished she hadn’t ended things so soon with Owen—and she wouldn’t have had he not made that foolish proposal to her. He’d messed up everything, and as of this statement, she’d have to begin paying the entire bill on her own. Although maybe she could smooth things over with Owen for the time being. It was certainly a possibility and something well worth considering.
    Paige opened a few more invoices, a check from a client, and a couple of business letters, but then her phone rang. It was Camille, and she was right on schedule.
    “Hello.”
    “Oh my God, Paige,” Camille said between sniffles and tears. “You won’t believe what happened.”
    “What?”
    “I just can’t believe someone is doing all these terrible things.”
    “Camille, what are you talking about? Please tell me.”
    “Paige, someone sent me two dozen roses with a card that said, ‘Baby, I’m so glad Pierce knows about us now, and that you’ve finally decided to leave him. I love you with all my soul. William.’”
    “What?” Paige said, feigning disbelief and major concern. “This is crazy.”
    “I know, and even worse, Pierce had just gotten here when they arrived.”
    I know, because I’m the one who sent them. “Oh no, Camille. I’m so sorry. Is he still there?”
    “No,” Camille said, crying again. “And this time, he packed some of his clothing.”
    “So, he’s moving out on you because of a few flowers?”
    “Can you blame him? I mean, first it was all those email messages, and now roses?”
    “But none of this makes any sense.”
    “No, it doesn’t, and I just wish I knew who hated me enough to do something like this.”
    “But that’s just it, Camille. You’re one of the sweetest and most generous people I know, and everyone loves you. And hey, what if this isn’t even about you? What if there’s someone out there who is trying to get revenge on Pierce for some reason?”
    “You know, you might be right. I hadn’t even considered that.”
    “Stranger things have happened in the world, and nowadays you can’t put anything past certain people. Pierce makes a lot of money, and who’s to say someone at the bank isn’t behind this? I mean, it could even be someone who’s had it in for him for years and maybe something