Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Chapter 47

He held my hand the entire way to Greenwich, and let go only to shift his grip to help me leave the car in front of the modern version of the medieval fortress–the Wintons‘ mansion. 

“I‘m nervous... I don‘t know what to say to them. They will ask about us, right?” I squeezed Aren‘s hand, hoping for the last words of comfort. 

“Tell the truth.” He smirked. “It‘s the best way to hide any lie. The more truth they hear, the lower they‘ll lower their guards.” 

We walked inside, greeted by the servant ladies at the door, before meeting with Augustus Winton, Aren‘s father, and Vanessa. I inwardly sighed in relief when I noticed there was no Callan around. Nonetheless, I merely expected him to show up later. All the men were dressed in well–tailored black tuxedos, while Vanessa was wearing a slightly shimmering white–silver gown. The view made me wonder if it was a family dinner or a show of wealth and power. There were no hugs and kisses but brief, polite nods, and half–smiles while greeting us, which made me feel more like I was about to enter a business meeting. 

“So, Cora, how did you and Aren meet?” Vanessa asked as soon as we sat down at the table. 

“We met in a café in Midtown Manhattan,” I replied, before taking a sip of wine. 

She leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Really? Were you working somewhere nearby?” 

I chuckled and glanced at Aren before answering, “I worked at that café.” “What?!” Vanessa exclaimed, her tone mixing disbelief and disdain. 

Aren glared at his stepmother and gently placed his hand on top of mine “I saw her there and wanted to make her mine. I couldn‘t care less what kind of job she does,” he said curtly 

Aren‘s father interrupted, clearing his throat. “And do you still work at that cafe, Coral” 

“No, I actually started working for Lan Diamond Corporation,” I claimed proudly, 

from the threshold of the dining room. As I turned toward the source, I saw Callan entering the room and taking the seat right in front of me. He was

always wanted to work for a big company, but I‘ve never expected you to fuck my brother just to achieve that.” Callan‘s venomous words brought

my fists, and I noticed that I wasn‘t the only one. Aren straightened up in his seat, looking like a

his eyes shifting between him and Aren. “Apologize to your brother‘s fiancée at

Vanessa, and Aren‘s father looked at

before indiscreetly checking Aren‘s

in anger, but he quickly turned it into a cold smirk.

murderous glare. “Watch it, brother. The next time you try to insult my Cora, nothing will save you“-he glanced disdainfully at the old man–“not even a poorly played outrage that forced you to say this

smiled nervously, shifting her eyes to me. “And how do you know my son?”

Oxford, Mom,” Callan replied before I could. “Of course, she didn‘t know I was a Winton then,” he added with

Vanessa‘s voice became

on Vanessa. “Your son was an idiot for not taking care of Cora properly. But perhaps I should thank him. If it wasn‘t for him being a sickening bastard, I wouldn‘t have this

a civilized person,

was doing it only to please Aren. He couldn‘t care less about the meaning of Callan‘s words. He only wanted

a disadvantage when talking with Aren about business,

from his seat and heading toward

I didn‘t think that was possible Vanessa seemned clearly displeased with Augustus scolding her son. I noticed her prodding James‘s shoulder, hoping that he would speak for their son, but James stayed silent. I could see the disapproval on his face, yet he didn‘t dare stand up to the old man. Augustus Winton was the head of the family, the one in charge of everything and every member of his family... except for Aren. It must have been really pissing him off that he needed to suck up to his

then they blamed him for doing fine while being

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