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He made his entrance, seated in a wheelchair, with a woman of intellect and grace pushing him forward. That woman was Rosalind!

They were surrounded by a throng of people, moving at a pace that was neither hurried nor slow.

The event organizers were practically tripping over themselves to cater to Lysander, showering him with compliments and eager to please.

"Mr. Sinclair, it's been years since we've seen you grace the business world with your presence. Without you, it's like we've been missing our kingpin. No one can match your charisma. Now, with your union to the Whitman family, it's a powerhouse alliance. The business world will practically be at your and the Whitman family's feet."

Lysander remained silent, his deep gaze fixed straight ahead.

intellect and

the organizer's words; she

she and Lysander were, believing it to be true herself. In her eyes, no one could be a better fit for

knew about Lysander and Rosalind's engagement. The organizer hailed them as a

by Lysander's side for so long, Thalassa felt she understood him.

she thought, always placing power and status

to. But to reclaim a position of power and defeat Payton, taking over the

Whitman had made it clear that marrying Rosalind would grant Lysander the Whitman

had opposed the idea of marrying Rosalind, perhaps because he was strong enough on his own. But now,

Rosalind without hesitation.

the realm of romance, and those who took

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