Game Over No Second Chances

The next afternoon, Sarah arrived at Sky Terrace, dressed in a flowing dress,

oversized sunglasses, and a wide-brimmed hat, looking every bit like a foreign

tourist on vacation.

As the clock struck tea time, her two best friends strolled in, both dressed to the

nines in chic, designer-style dresses. They took a seat at the next table,

separated from Sarah only by a row of potted flowers and a thin glass divider.

Their voices carried easily across.

Sarah had purposely ordered the most expensive dessert on the menu. She'd

been ready to enjoy the sweet moment and maybe flaunt a little.

But then, a snort of laughter came from behind the flowers.

"Sarah really thinks she's Mrs. Larson now? I heard the only reason that

engagement even happened is because she's pregnant. The Larson family

couldn't stand her before that."

"Well, what did they expect? Everyone knows what she and Cole got up to on that

island. Half the men there probably saw everything.

"Cole's a known playboy, and she's just as slutty. Honestly, they're a perfect match

-trashy, but perfect. Not exactly marriage material, though."

A round of snickering followed.

around her wine glass.

with congratulations online. Was this what they really thought

her?

that Cole's any prize either.

Hugh Larson? Just a few days ago, Mr. Larson was

firm. The guy tried to play

Larson had him locked up before he

to Sarah's engagement

he's ruthless. There's no doubt about

He

in his seven-figure custom suit as he carried a

let the cat sit on his

grip on her spoon tightened until her knuckles

show up for her engagement

Serena, and her

Wasn't he supposed to have

jab. "Honestly, there's no comparison. The Larson

to all their big events

respects her. And

Group just

contract? With a

less. The woman's

and Mr. Larson are a

perfectly matched."

came another burst of

couldn't listen

get up when

asked, "Would

like your cake,

She was ready to walk away. But then she

something in