It had to be Millie, that wench, who had sent the photos to Marcus.

Upon observing Marcus and Millie’s hands clenched together, a virulent envy tinged her gaze, turning her eyes a shade of green.

“Marcus, have I committed some mistake?”

“Mother, haven’t you been arranging a marriage for Rhea? It’s been quite a while, yet there’s been no progress.”

Achilling smile adorned Marcus’ face as he directed his gaze at Celeste.

Celeste was taken aback. Why did he suddenly bring up Rhea’s marriage? But it jogged her memory.

consumed by Marcus’ injury, causing

things progressing with the

Barker as Rhea’s prospective

“Well… We’re… doing fine.”

solicitous eyes, summoning her

the table, she tugged at the hem of her dress. In

felt akin to observing a dog halfway, an animal far removed

your marriage to Darin. You’re no longer young. Following your marriage, I hope you’ll tend to your husband and children at home. Abandon this place. My household isn’t in the business of raising you in their

His words were cutting.

frigid countenance underscored

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