Fiancée Blames Stress for a Billionaire’s Hearing Loss Until a Deaf Child Signs That She Has Been Drugging His Dinner
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Chapter 2 - Show me
I signed:
Who?
Lily pointed.
Vanessa.
My fiancée.
The woman I was supposed to marry in six weeks.
Then Lily pointed toward the small table where my dinner glass remained untouched.
I signed:
Show me what you saw.
She mimed:
Vanessa holding something.
Looking around.
Touching my plate.
Then my drink.
Lily knew the sign for medicine.
She used it.
Medicine.
Food.
Vanessa.
Daddy.
Bad.
I felt suddenly cold.
Across the ballroom, Vanessa noticed us.
Her smile appeared instantly.
Beautiful.
Controlled.
Almost perfect.
“There you are. Everyone’s waiting.”
She walked toward us.
Her eyes went first to Lily.
Then me.
May you like
Then the glass.
That order mattered later.
