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My brother hadn’t come here to confess his feelings.He came to propose.My mind was in shambles. Was he seriously trying to skip straight past dating and jump into marriage?Thankfully, Sharon was more than capable of handling the moment. She wasn’t the type to be flustered by a little public pressure.She looked at him and asked calmly, “Nicholas White, why do you want to marry me?”Nicholas scratched his head, clearly struggling. “I… I really like you.”Sharon raised a brow. “Not enough. Liking someone isn’t a reason to get married. Besides, we’ve never actually dated.”Nicholas looked even more uncomfortable. “I know, but… I don’t think we need to. I just feel like we’re already a good match.”I nearly passed out from secondhand embarrassment. That had to be one of the worst possible answers.Sure enough, Sharon shook her head. “No, I need to date someone first. How else would I know if we’re actually compatible?”Nicholas froze. “You think we might not be?”She held back a laugh,

A sudden figure darted out from the shadows, making me jump.I turned sharply and frowned. “Chloe? You’re still here?”She looked like she’d been waiting a while—her makeup was smudged, and there was a wildness in her eyes.She stared at me, sneering. “Miss White, I have to admit that you’re quite the strategist.”I didn’t bother responding. I turned to leave.“Evelyn,” she called after me. “Do you want Julian Moore to finally divorce you?”That stopped me in my tracks.“I’ve got a way. Want to hear it?”I hesitated. “And why would I listen to you?”Chloe stepped closer, her smile slow and deliberate. “Why not give it a try? Isn’t that what’s holding you back from being with Mr. Wynn publicly?”I narrowed my eyes. “You’re not exactly known for your goodwill.”She didn’t deny it. “Of course not. I just don’t want you and Julian getting back together.”That twisted logic sounded like something Chloe would say.I gave a tight smile. “Alright. I’m listening.”With a flash of confidence, sh

He was still awake?I glanced at the perpetual calendar on the living room wall.It was three in the morning.He was still working at this hour?I hesitated, then quietly padded toward the study.The door was slightly ajar.Peeking inside, I froze.Miles was leaning back in his chair, fast asleep.The warm desk lamp cast a gentle glow over the side of his face. Something about the way the light hit him pulled me in, like I was under some kind of spell.I moved closer, slowly, silently.His brow was smooth, his sideburns neatly trimmed, giving him a cool, refined edge. His nose was sharp, with a sculpted arch that lent him an austere handsomeness.Before I realized it, I reached out and gently removed the glasses resting on the bridge of his nose.It was like lifting the final veil—without the frames, his features were fully exposed in the dim light.I’d always known he was handsome. But up close, he carried a certain untouchable grace, a kind of sacred elegance rarely found in anyon

Julian frowned as he snapped back to reality. “Chloe, stop it. There's no way you fell off those steps on your own.”I couldn’t hold back a cold laugh.Disgust wasn’t a strong enough word for how I felt about Julian anymore. Just seeing his face made my stomach turn.Julian sounded perfectly justified as he said, “Evelyn, whether it was you or not this time doesn’t matter. You just need to know that Chloe and I are never going to be together.”“So, you came to visit Miss Clarke today just to prove to me you have no feelings left for her?”He nodded. “Yes. Chloe and I have nothing between us anymore. Why wouldn’t I be allowed to visit her?”I glanced at Trey.Trey’s smirk was half amusement, half mockery. “Bravo. I concede, you're the master.”I wanted to laugh, but with Julian’s face in front of me, it just wouldn’t come out.His righteous confidence completely threw off the speech I had rehearsed on the way here.On the hospital bed, Chloe’s voice was soft and sweet. “Miss White, don

Under Sarah’s skillful hands, the plain and simple Tina was transformed into a vintage heiress straight out of an old-money family.I was more than pleased. Tina, too, kept glancing down at the outfit with curiosity.I asked, “Do you like it?”Tina smiled. “It’s really nice. Definitely better than what I usually wear.”I waved a hand. “If you like it, pick out a few more sets. I’ll cover it.”Tina blinked. “Do I need to dress up like this for some kind of banquet? I’m not going if that’s the case. I still have research to do.”I quickly explained, “No banquet. Just a family dinner.”She frowned. “At Trey’s house? He told me about it, but he didn’t say I had to dress like this. I… I think I’ll skip it.”She started backing out, already reaching to take off the outfit.I quickly stopped her. “It’s just a casual dinner, really. But if we’re putting on a show, we should go all in. Miles and Trey’s mom wants to see you.”Tina muttered, “What’s there to see? I don’t want to go.”I was start