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."

master of

Mr. Rupert. Those were my innermost thoughts, somehow

that dripped with a deep affection, even her face blushed in a perfect

every conceivable way either in her previous

in distress, and it's only natural for Bridget to support him through thick and thin. The rumors must have been just the paparazzi's way of stirring up wealthy family drama to

words, some even finding the whole spectacle

previous life's cautious struggles had been. To these

felt like an

won't disturb your

a profound gaze followed her. But

...

in the hall remained unknown

the main house

Garcia, lacked business acumen, and Tristan had written him off long ago, leaving the couple

those who ingratiated themself with the influential never took them

arm lightly

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