FROM ASHES TO GOLD
, while Alexander found solace in the calm library, away from the excessive presence of guess. His image as the merciless head of Steele Enterprises came before him, and tonight was no e
three months. Failure to comply meant the company would fall to his cunning and manipulative uncle, Richard Steele, a man Al
time was running out. The pressure of finding a suitable wife for marriage that had to appear genuine to withstand scrutiny was moun
to agree to his terms and strong enough to handle the storm that comes with being Mrs. Steele. Althoug
stepped inside, her scarlet gown sprawling behind her like b
the determined tilt of her chin. She was nothing but the polished,
ra announced with a smi
locked eyes with Alexander. She kept her ga
ing in a controlled tone. "Do you u
n the room, saying, "I am." Acting like she have no choic
gne. "Don't overreact, Isabella."You need mone
flippant tone, but she wasn't wrong. He tu
eed the money for?
's sick. The medical expenses are increasing. I a
k a chord in Alexander. This wasn'
ontinued, her gaze unwavering. "W
ed lying. But something about Is
e my legacy to protect it from someone who
ion unreadable. "So, this is pure
you need, and I get the stability required to
ither," Isabe
" Alexander said, his tone sharp. "Unless
howing obvious delight in the performance, res
perfect match." "Now, try and
hat silenced her laughter, t
e that by agreeing, you are entering my realm. It's harsh,
expression. For a moment, Alexander thought she might walk a
anage it," she
extending his hand. "The
he door burst open, and Richard Steele strode in
ween Alexander and Isabella. "Is this your brilliant
d at his side. "What are
you think I would allow you to go through
trigued by her curiosity. This was more than just
ion. "And do you believe you can portray as Mrs. Steele, my dear?"
houlders. "I think you
d. "We'll see about that. But mark my
room was suffocating. Alexander turn
g," he said. "We mov
nse that she had just entered a battleground whe