ly tailored white dress. She looked elegant and

the hallway. He was dressed in a fitted grey suit. Though

roval crossed his eyes. He n

h his. They walked side by side toward the main house's

side of the long mahogany table sat a furiou

thur Rowland, a mild-mannered but sharp-e

able for Cassie, then sat beside her. The seating arr

drian, what in God's name do you think you're doing? Letting

calm, "Cassie is now my wife, the mistre

ed to be my fiancée! She publicly humiliated me at our wedding and seduced

rned to ice. "Alex, sit down. You are in no

everyone's surprise, Alex was cowed into silence,

power he concealed beneath his frail exte

e, there was indeed an 'incident' at yesterday's w

ached to his former fiancée, and Miss Beaumont is already

nt. Everyone stare

look of wild joy. They tho

ing to do! Adrian, I know you've been wronged, but for the family's reputation, this

bout to speak, but Adrian

derstand why Adrian was saying thi

able, clenched into a fist, he

e table, his hand covered hers, g

at him. Adrian gave her a

e was luring Marcus and Alex int

ss Amelia over. As for Cassie..." Adrian looked at her, feigning contemplation,

ned. "As it should

matter settled, reached for hi

it, leaning on a cane, walked in. The f

triarch, Beatrice Rowland. A

om stood up. "Moth

wk's, swept over everyone pres

straight, her expression calm.

to the head of the table-the seat t

opped the temperature in the room by several degrees. "Since wh

the true power in the Rowland family. The real "weapo