Chapter 5

Bridget, the fallen heiress with a golden spoon turned rusty.

Three years ago, Rupert dropped a bombshell by announcing his love for Bridget, defying Tristan's wishes and throwing an engagement party, which made Bridget the envy of every woman in town. To the outside world, she was the embodiment of beauty, kindness, and grace.

Only Sylvia knew the real Bridget. Forget about being a designer; she could have been a skillful actress!

Given Bridget's cunning, she must have understood Sylvia's accusations all too well.

Their wedding had been postponed for three years. Bridget was itching to become a Garcia through and through. And sure enough...

Bridget stepped forward, kneeling in Sylvia's place with a devotion that could melt hearts.

"Mr. Tristan Garcia, it was me! Sylvia and I share a similar build and features, which must have caused the confusion."

But as her voice trailed off, skepticism hung in the air.

"But what about the love diary about Sylvia's secret crush that surfaced online? It dates back five or six years, yet you and Mr. Rupert have only known each other for three."

a master

Rupert. Those were my innermost thoughts, somehow leaked

dripped with a deep affection, even her face blushed in a perfect manner; who wouldn't fall for

lost to Bridget in every conceivable way either in her

Bridget have been engaged for years. He got in distress, and it's only natural for Bridget to support him

at her words,

been. To these people, she was

moment here felt

the truth is out, I won't

followed her. But it no longer mattered to

...

happened in the hall remained unknown

knew was that Naomi returned from the main house looking upset, likely

had written him off long ago, leaving

behind their backs, those who ingratiated themself with the influential

Sylvia's arm lightly

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