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.

Marcus’ injury, causing her to overlook other

progressing with the

Barker as Rhea’s

“Well… We’re… doing fine.”

met Celeste’s solicitous eyes, summoning her

beneath the table, she tugged at the hem of her dress. In truth, she paid little heed to Darin. She simply

felt akin to observing a dog halfway, an animal far removed from the wolves she had adored

You’re no longer young. Following your marriage, I hope you’ll tend to your husband and children

His words were cutting.

frigid countenance underscored his unwavering

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