His Family's Secret, Her Vengeful Rise

eing in love with his father' s fiancée. I thought I was f

iliated. Kenton, the man I loved, stood by as his father stru

asures" and later burned down my late mother's cheris

n in a story of their own making. I was the one who was betrayed,

uropean banker I barely knew, rescued me. He looked at my br

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engagement ring off, the heavy platinum cold against my skin, and hurled it across the polished marble floor. It skittered, a glittering projectile of broken promises, comi

crowd of New York City' s elite. My parents, or rather, my father and his current trophy wife, looked ready to melt into the expen

laced with a dangerous calm that always preceded a storm. He

carrying just enough to ensure everyone within earshot heard, "is t

er carefully constructed façade of sophisticated innocence cracking. Her eyes, usually so serene, darted between Kenton and me, a flicker of panic

now. "Let's discuss this privately." He reached for my

r sordid little secret is now public. Enjoy the show." I gestured grandly to the gaping crowd. This wasn't j

jaw tight. "You will regr

wedding to un-plan, and a life to reclaim." I turned on my heel, my ridiculously expensive gown swishing around me like a defiant flag. Th