Lydia’s POVThe sun was doing its best to ruin my makeup, but I wasn't letting it win.I stood under the shade of the primary VIP tent, smoothing the skirt of my white lace dress. It was the kind of dress that made me look like a saint—pure, elegant, and perfectly suited for the future Mrs. Blackwood. I had a glass of expensive champagne in one hand and my best fake smile plastered on my face.Everything was perfect. So far, at least. "Lydia, dear, you look like a dream," my future mother-in-law, Vanessa, purred as she drifted toward me. "The charity is so lucky to have you as the face of this event.""Oh, Vanessa, I’m just happy to help," I replied, my voice dripping with all the sweetness I could muster. "The children are what matters, right?"I felt a dark sense of satisfaction as she patted my arm. Everyone loved me here. From the board to the press, and the parents, I was the ideal partner for Adrian. I was the bridge between two empires.Adrian was standing a few feet away, lo
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