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.

wine glass.

congratulations online. Was this what they

her?

any prize either. Sarah definitely married

Larson? Just a few days ago, Mr. Larson

tried

him locked up before he

to Sarah's engagement

he's ruthless. There's no doubt about that. But last night, he

He came straight from a

he carried a cat bed

the cat

tightened until her knuckles

for her engagement party, but

bitch, Serena, and

supposed to have her

came another jab. "Honestly, there's

Serena to all their

respects her. And

Group just land a

contract? With

The

She and Mr. Larson are a power

perfectly matched."

came another

listen anymore.

about to get up when

and asked,

like your cake,

to walk away. But then she

and something

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