A Billionaire’s Love: The Sherbrookes of Newport

Before sitting down, Jordan pulled an envelope from his back pocket and removed his jacket, revealing a wrinkle-free, dark green button-down shirt. “I brought the letter Eliza sent me. I thought you might like to see it. Please feel free to read it.”

Without hesitation, Taylor accepted the envelope and pulled out the letter. She recognized Eliza’s barely legible handwriting right away. It had always been so poor that it’d been common for teachers to make her redo assignments before they even tried to grade them in school.

Eliza had kept the letter short. In it, she didn’t ask how Jordan had been or what he’d been up to. Instead, Eliza explained she’d had a baby nine years ago, and she believed he might be her daughter’s father. She also mentioned that she’d given up custody to Taylor when Reese was about a year old and then provided him with Taylor and Priscilla’s home phone number. Eliza gave no explanation as to why she’d waited so long to reach out or why she felt the need to do so now. Eliza did, however, ask him to write back and let her know if he turned out to be Reese’s father.

“Do you want to read it, Mom?” she asked once done.

Mom considered the question before answering. “No. I don’t think I do.”

Taylor refolded the letter and handed it back. She’d share the contents of it with Curt later. “I’m guessing you never knew Eliza was pregnant when you were together?” She had a lot of questions, and this one seemed as good a place to start as anywhere.

Jordan took a sip from the water Curt had set in front of each of them before joining them at the table. “Eliza and I never had a, uh… exclusive relationship, I guess you’d say.” He glanced at her mom and cleared his throat. “Every once in a while, she’d call me and then come over. If she knew she was pregnant the last time we got together, she didn’t say anything.”

“Then you haven’t seen her in over nine years?” Taylor asked.

Jordan shook his head. “About two years ago, I ran into her at the mall in Nashua. I almost didn’t recognize her.”

Yeah, she could understand that. When Eliza had shown up at the door suddenly a few months before the kidnapping, Taylor had been shocked by the transformation in her sister’s appearance.

“She said she would call, but she never did. Honestly, at the time, I was glad she didn’t. But yeah, I’d say it’s been more than nine years since she was at my house,” Jordan explained.