Page 89 of The Jealous Girl

I frowned. Maybe it shouldn’t have been part of mine.

It would have been easier if I’d just let it go.

Let Charlotte win.

I sucked in a deep breath. It was too late for that now though.

‘Have you seen this?’ Ben asked as I set his coffee down in front of him.

‘Seen what?’ I leaned forwards.

He turned the laptop towards me, pointing at the screen.

‘Another one?’ I dropped into my chair. ‘How many is that now?’

‘Seven.’

I inhaled sharply. ‘I don’t understand. Why is my signature on all of these sales? Other than that first one, they’ve all taken place since I left. I wasn’t even there.’

Ben tapped on the keys. ‘Did you notice this?’ He pulled up another document.

‘The first sale with my signature?’ I asked, glancing at the now familiar document.

‘Did you notice the buyer’s name?’

My gaze shifted to the buyer signature. ‘Graham Lewis. Isn’t that Charlotte’s surname? Do you think they are related?’

‘I spotted it when you were getting the coffees, and I did some digging…’

‘Okay…’ I said, staring at him, my interest piqued.

‘He’s her father.’

‘What? But⁠—’

Ben nodded. ‘I know, right? The first time your signature appears on a contract and it’s with Charlotte’s father.’

I frowned. ‘That can’t be a coincidence, can it?’

He shook his head. ‘I don’t think so, but…’

I slumped backwards. ‘But we still have no idea what it means.’

Ben winced. ‘Sorry.’

I sighed again. ‘But my signature isn’t on all the sales, though.’

‘No, most are still signed by Martin or Ryan.’

‘So why these ones? What do they have in common, besides my signature?’

Ben frowned as he grabbed the laptop and started flicking through the sales records again.

‘Atlas.’

I frowned. ‘I remember Ryan telling me he’s a retired racehorse. A thoroughbred.’

Ben nodded. ‘Best bloodline they’ve got.’