Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 89

The engagement party was doomed from the moment it started.

Martha Doodwin, supported by a younger attendant, slowly made her way onto the stage. Her piercing gaze swept over Shirley and Ivy, landing on them with an icy tinality Herlipinunded into a cold, sharp smile.

"You've certainly mastered your tricks," she began, her voice cutting through the air like a blade. "First, you tried to seduce my son and failed. Now, you've taugh your daughter to sink het claws into my grandson. Like mother, like daughter-bathent from the same disgraceful cloth" "Mom!" Carlisle's voice snapped through the tension as he nished to intervene.

But the moment her steely pare tumed on him, Carlisle's bravado melted. His posture deflated, and his voice dropped into something meek.

"What are you doing here?" he whispered harshly, glancing nervously at the crowd.

He had gone to great lengths to keep the engagement a secret from the Zachman Mannt, losowing full well that his mother would disapprove. Yet somehow, she

plied into a severe bun. Her presence exuded an unyielding authority. "My grandson is supposed to be getting engaged, and you thought you could hide it from me? Do you even see me

I told you, you'd do what you're doing right now-causing

woman I wouldn't even let set foot in this house. Have you forgotten the promises you made to your father and me? Or

he hissed, keeping his voice low,

humorless, oh, I'm the one making a mockery? If you're worried about the Zachman name, maybe you shouldn't be trying to

who stood quietly at the edge of the room. He gestured

under his breath. "Help Mom to her room. Let her cool

Carlisle, who leaned in close, his words sharp and How wough for oily be to hear "When this is over, we'll deal with you, too," he

to Martha's side, offering her an "You should've told me you were

diamassive hand. "I told any of you, I wouldn't have caught you red-handed, would I? Forcing my grandson into

shot out like an arrow, pointing directly at

this