LOGINThere were two famous deadweights in Kingsgate's high society. One was me, Millie Tanner, the pampered little princess whose only talents were shopping and throwing parties. The other was my childhood friend, Iver Langford, the fragile young heir born with autism and congenital heart failure. However, my older brother was the most feared name in the underworld, and my second brother was the richest man in the country. Iver's older sister was the undefeated queen of the courtroom, and his second sister was a surgeon whose hands could bring back the dead. One day, the four of them were chatting over a game of poker. "Raising one hopeless case takes the same effort as two. Might as well pair them off." Just like that, Iver and I signed the marriage papers. Our married life consisted of maxing out my second brother's credit cards, raiding my older brother's dinner table, and waiting for his sisters to show up with care packages. That was the routine, until my older brother sent us to attend a banquet at the Crestport tycoon's estate in his place. At the banquet, the tycoon's daughter, Portia Beaumont, waved around a blurry photo taken from behind and insisted I was the other woman who had stolen her boyfriend. I kept my temper. "You have the wrong person. I'm married, and this is my husband." Portia lost it on the spot and swung at me. "Married and still out here throwing yourself at men?" Iver stepped in front of me on instinct and took the slap meant for me. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. She sneered, "Oh, is he slow? His wife's out cheating and he can't even tell, but he still jumps in to protect her? One's a tramp, and the other's an idiot. The perfect match!" She flicked her wrist, and several bodyguards lunged toward us. "Get them both." My heart ached as I looked at Iver, and I dialed my older brother's number. "Someone's picking on me." These people had no idea. Crossing the four terrors of Kingsgate and living to tell about it was one thing. Messing with the two of us was something else entirely.
View MoreOne year later, at Tanner Group's headquarters in Kingsgate, I was sprawled across the couch in Lance's office and scrolling through my phone."Millie, honestly, could you try having even a shred of ambition?" Lance finished the stack of documents on his desk, picked up his coffee, and walked over to me. "Iver's been working at a company for six months now, and you're still here mooching off me."I rolled my eyes without an ounce of shame. "My husband earns the money. I'm just responsible for being the beauty by his side. What's the problem?"Lance laughed in spite of himself. "Fine. You win."The past year had brought changes in Iver that no one could have predicted.He had graduated from the immersive business management program at the top of his class. He still did not talk much, and he still had no taste for socializing. What he did have was an extraordinary instinct for data and an almost uncanny sense for business.Cordelia and Niamh had handed him the venture capital arm o
I gently eased him back and looked into his eyes. "Why would you say that?"Iver lowered his gaze slightly, his lashes casting faint shadows across his pale face. "They... hurt you."He meant Portia and Ronan."I... couldn't protect you." His voice was laced with guilt and frustration.He had taken that slap for me, but he had been powerless to stop everything that came after. He could not even keep himself alive, let alone shield me from harm.A deep ache spread through my chest. I cupped his face in both hands. "Iver, you did more than enough. You took a hit for me. You never left my side. As far as I'm concerned, you're the bravest person in the world."Iver shook his head, stubborn as ever. "Not enough."He raised his head, and there was something in his eyes I had never seen before."I want to... get stronger. Like Calder... and Lance. Protect Millie."His earnestness made me laugh, but the tears came at the same time and I could not stop them."Okay. My Iver is going to
In the premium VIP suite on the top floor of the hospital, the only sound was the steady beeping of medical equipment. This was the Tanner family's private hospital.I pushed the door open and stepped inside slowly.Iver was propped up against the hospital bed. His face was still pale, but his breathing had evened out. A new defibrillator had been implanted in his chest, and thick layers of bandages were wrapped around it.He turned his head at the sound of the door. His eyes, which usually looked distant and vacant because of his condition, lit up the moment they found me."Millie." His voice was faint and a little hoarse.I fought back tears, crossed the room in quick strides, and took the hand he held out to me. "I'm here."I pressed my face into his palm, letting the warmth of his skin sink in. "I'm sorry, Iver. This is all my fault. I should never have dragged you to that banquet..."If I had not been so restless and eager to crash a party, he would never have gone through
News of the Beaumont family's total collapse spread across Crestport before sunrise. The dynasty that had once seemed untouchable saw its assets wiped to zero overnight, buried under a mountain of debt. Portia's father was taken in for investigation on multiple counts of financial fraud.As for Portia and Ronan, Calder's people had dumped them in the most remote abandoned warehouse in Crestport.I did not go back to Kingsgate with the others. I wanted to handle this myself.The warehouse reeked of rot and mildew. Portia was bound to a chair, her hair a tangled mess and her cheeks swollen beyond recognition. There was nothing left of the imperious heiress who had ruled the banquet hall only hours ago.Ronan was curled up in the corner, covered in bruises."Ms. Beaumont."I looked down at her."You said it yourself. In Crestport, even a life has a price tag. So, tell me, what are you going to offer for yours?"Portia stared up at me in terror, thrashing against her restraints. "M












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