ot to her feet. "T
s stunned. "...Isn't
, Catherine Sinclair. After Catherine's death, the family's influence had steadily declined,
a Hayes daughter, everyone knew
e. The anxiety was a fire inside her, but she forced a graceful com
legal registration,"
erling and Rosalie Sinclair, legally married. The registration was dated th
nevieve froze
attered. The elegant socialite
ard Damian. Terry's expression dark
n't k
nger. "You registered a marriage with Rosalie
on Rosalie from across the room. They wer
e of sight, their attenti
ve a small, innocent shru
hed. Barely educated, she was considered too coarse and unsightly for the family to ever presen
ust have f
can't delay the ceremony," she said, her voice frantic. "They'll file for
ion is the priority," A
s grim. "The Sterling family is bound by an ironclad rule. Our men do not divo
sible!" Isabe
s she screamed, "The entire city knows I'm the one marrying into the S
fe of the richest man in the city is a position that belongs to our
pair seethe, Rosalie found th
ge certificate had practically fallen into her lap. She didn't have to lift a finger.
honey, she looked at Damian. "Darling,
lin
snap. She lunged at Rosalie with a howl. "
is shoulders as she peeked out. "Isabelle, calm
completely. She was about to lunge aga
top socialite. It was a title that had taken her years to
sformed. Her eyes glistened with pitiable tears, her entire being a picture of delica
amian, their eyes pleading, desp
family rules. That wall would not crack. Their onl
still as a stone statue-cold, steady, gazing dow
then looked away, his expression blank. "I am the Sterling
eve and Isabelle's faces. The
voice thick with anxiety. "M
rish, poorly applied makeup, then at Damian in all
better. But the family
etrothal never specified which of your daughters. Rosalie fulfills the agreement. You are
It was a world
t, but he didn't dare argue with Terry.
the bride swa
's place and stepped
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