Her Billionaire Secret Part 3: An Alpha Billionaire Romance Read Online Free Page A

family as the rooftop garden filled with people.
    Boyd was the last to arrive and Tevis joined him on the small stage to wait for the bride. The registrar stood to one side and everyone turned expectantly to the entrance as music played gently in the background. Claire didn’t recognise the male singer on the track but the song was one of Ellie’s. Several of the guests looked at Boyd, who was grinning.
    “Son, I didn’t know you had a singing voice,” Charles Drummond muttered from the side.
    “Shush, Dad, you’re ruining the romantic effect,” Boyd barked back as laughter rippled through the guests.
    Ellie entered the rooftop on the arm of her father, a look of wonder and a wide smile filling her face. Her gaze fell on Boyd and Claire knew that for her, in those few seconds, there was no one else there.
    Ellie was utterly beautiful in a finely embroidered full-length dress. Her hair was artfully arranged so that blond tendrils fell around her long slender neck. Boyd took her hand and the ceremony began.
    What was it about weddings that made people cry? Claire had never experienced the deep emotions that filled her as she watched the couple make their vows. She hadn’t been to a wedding since she was a child and certainly not to one as romantic and simple as this. The whole scene before her became a rippled watery view as she fought back the tears.
    Then everyone was smiling and laughing as Boyd swung Ellie into his arms and kissed her. Claire snapped away capturing every moment.
    The partying went on for hours. Waiters moved among those on the rooftop serving drinks and food. On the floor below them, there were more rooms set out for the guests to relax in.
    Claire went down to take more photographs and as she passed a window, dismay replaced her happiness. From behind the gauze curtains, she looked out to the street below at around twenty photographers and journalists lining the pavement opposite. She stepped back bumping into the firm body of Charles Drummond. He caught her and straightened her up.
    “It's been a long time since a young woman fell for me,” he chuckled.”
    “I’m sorry, I should look where I’m going,” Claire responded, her face turning red.
    “You have nothing to apologise for Claire. I was being nosey, trying to see what you were looking at.” He glanced over her shoulder. “Not a nice lot.”
    “No,” she responded. She had no idea how much Charles Drummond knew.
    “Tevis has come up with an idea for getting Boyd and Ellie out of the house for their honeymoon.”
    It sounded as though Charles was assuming the paparazzi were there for information on Eloise Grace.
    “He has?” she responded, glad that Charles hadn’t connected them with her.
    “We’ve all damned well got to get dressed up. Not you—you’re staying here.” He glanced out of the window again. “Fancy dress,” he grunted. “We’ll be driven out of the security entrance totally unrecognisable in makeup and costume.”
    “Hidden in plain sight,” she responded with a smile. “Very clever.”
    “Yes, Ellie will be right in the middle of us all…” he waved his hand at the window, “…and that gang of reprobates won’t have a clue.”
    He took her arm and tucked it through his. “Come away from the window and don’t let them spoil your day.” He led her back up the stairs to the roof garden.
    As the afternoon moved into early evening the mood changed to relaxation. The lighting was subtly dipped to a soft blue tone and the guests took it turns to pick up an instrument and play tunes. Some tunes were simply a strumming along to popular songs. Other guests were more accomplished players. Every now and then, Ellie would enchant everyone with renditions of her favourite songs.
    Claire was stroking the neck of one of the guitars as Tevis stepped up to her side with a glass of wine in his hand for her. She took it with a smile and put the glass to her lips for a small sip.
    “Do you