Chapter 105

Diana’s POV

My world stopped for a moment. In my heart, I believed my husband so anything Daniel would say against him would only be a lie to me. But why? In the back of my mind, why do I think it is possible?

I recalled the night Harry told me about his past. Those particular pauses he took when he talked about the death of his real parents, was he nervous for a different reason?

“Hmm. You’re silent,” Daniel smirked.

“You know what I would say.”

“Ah, yes. You think I’m fibbing. That old man Alistair did bury the evidence well. Those who handled the evidence were well compensated for hiding Harry’s prints on the gun.”

“So, you have nothing to show for your lies? If you’ll make things up about my husband, at least try to do it well so you won’t look desperate.”

“Desperate? Oh, my dear girl. When you have money, there’s no need for desperation. You can always pay. And I did. I bought the evidence to use for myself… for such a glorious d