Donovan Reagan using you to get money STOP
Involved in real estate fraud STOP
With each word I read my eyes grew wider and wider. This was the very proof I was looking for!
“Whatcha got there, Andi?” I jumped up and whirled to face Donovan, who was peering over my shoulder at the telegram. He took one look at my face and I could tell he knew.
“So, the secret’s out,” he said slowly, his green eyes meeting mine.
“How dare you use Melinda to get this!” I snapped. “You’re trying to keep Justin from discovering you were the one trying to take money from that other fellow!”
Donovan shrugged. “I knew your brother had telegraphed some contacts of his in the South about me, and I knew they’d tell him the truth,” he said nonchalantly. “Melinda seemed an easy way out of it. I get close to her, and when the telegram came in I’d destroy it before Justin got it.”
“My sister has already been used once before by a man. I can’t believe you’re low enough to do it to her again!” I clenched my fists and glared at Donovan. Every word that hurled out of my mouth only half of what I wanted to say to him.
“You’re right. That was not gentlemanly of me at all,” Donovan agreed.
I stared at him. “What?” I managed, not believing he’d just agreed with me.
“I will stop this courtship right now so I don’t have to further involve her in any more pain,” Donovan announced. He then put his hand out. “On one condition. You give me that telegram.”
I bit my lower lip, not sure what to do. “I don’t think so. This is Justin’s.”
Donovan stepped toward me. I took a step back as I looked into his now-cold eyes. “Give me the telegram, Andrea.”
This would be a good time to run. I decided. Without giving Donovan a chance to realize what I was doing, I turned around and fled to the barn. Donovan shouted at me to stop, but I kept on running. Rounding the corner of the barn I nearly ran into Chad, who was saddling his horse.
“Hold your horses, Andi. Where are you going in such a hurry?” Chad demanded.
“Chad!” I cried. “Help me!”
I shoved the telegram into his hand and then hid behind him as Donovan came tearing around the corner. He came to an abrupt halt, realizing he was too late at the sight of the telegram in Chad’s hands.
Chad looked from me to Donovan, then his gaze rested on the telegram. “Ah, so that’s why you were courting Melinda,” he growled after reading the telegram. He looked up at Donovan, and I could see a storm was forming behind those ice-blue eyes of his.
“Well done, Andrea.” Donovan muttered, giving me a look that could almost be counted as a death glare. “You might find you regret this.”
“Is that a threat?” Chad roared, ready to punch Donovan in the face. “Let me tell you something, Donovan. No one threatens my sisters.”
“Chad, what’s going on here?” I turned around to see Justin sitting on his horse with Mitch at his side. They must have rode in at a walk. I didn’t even hear them!
Chad silently handed Justin the letter, and Justin read it over. With a sigh, my lawyer brother shook his head and looked at Donovan. “I thought as much,” he said.
It was mother who broke the news to Melinda that her courtship with Mr. Donovan Reagan was over. Once Melinda knew the reason why, she burst into tears.
I felt sorry for her as I stood at the edge of the bed and watched Mother comfort her, but I was glad that I had discovered it before Melinda had grown too attached to him.
“Why does this keep happening to me, Mother? Why?” Melinda cried.
I knew I shouldn’t have said it, but the words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. “Maybe you should stop accepting suitors?” I asked hopefully.
I think every neighboring rancher heard my shrieks as Melinda chased me through the house with a pillow.
Yeah, not the best suggestion ever.