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.

her wine glass.

online. Was this what they really thought

her?

prize

a few days ago,

guy tried to play games with

had him locked up before he

up to

about that. But last night,

He came

in his seven-figure custom suit as he carried a cat bed like it

even let the cat

on her spoon tightened until her knuckles

for her

bitch, Serena, and her

Calvin... Wasn't he supposed to have her

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

to all

her. And

Group just

With a

The woman's

face it. She and Mr. Larson are a power couple.

perfectly matched."

came another burst of

couldn't listen

about to get up

and asked, "Would

your

She was ready to walk away. But then she remembered

something in her

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