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safe for anyone to see how beautiful and ta
r mother's dying words, hiding herself away in
birthday. Today, she wou
to the water. She began to undress, ready for a long, hot bath
oor stopped her. She had
und in this storage room? Today is Miss Isabelle Hayes' wedding day. If you don't make an appe
maid should speak to the
nto a storage shed out back and forc
way into the family with her illegitimate daughter, the entire househol
and be right the
the courthouse registrar is here to handle the marriage license for Mr. Damian Sterling a
sneered
s the brilliant, elusive man at the helm of their empire. His bride-to-be was Isabell
e perfect couple-a match made in heaven. They'
fans begging their "dream coupl
t, but her real goal was simple: to shove
ed Alaiya to t
decorated, no expense spared
heap t-shirt and ripped jeans, was a jarring contras
used when she saw Rosalie. A wide, saccharine smile spread across her fa
i
g along with Genevieve's act. But she was done pre
ead. "Mr. Sterling, it's
chuc
se of style has certai
was surprisingly diplomatic, she had to admit
er gaze shifted to the
d noticed him the mo
of honor, she guessed he had to be t
y handsome, the kind of man who seemed to have stepped ou
you stare at Isabelle's f
Her staring is an
Genevieve, Alaiya made
sture. "It's all right," she said, feigning grace. "Damian i
d the attention. It only proved what a great catch she'd
You ungrateful little wre
hooked a nearby chair with her foot an
ined unchanged, his aloo
turned to the courthouse registrar. "
the registr
and typed Damian's
tter confusion on his face. "The system... it sh
at
the room. The registrar's wo
dened. She was ma
he herself
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