Marrying My Girlfriend's Best Friend Instead
Megan gently held Grandma's hand and said warmly, "Penelope, I'll explain everything to you later. Just know that I chose to marry Harry. I'll treat him well, too."
I looked at Megan gratefully.
My phone buzzed with a transaction notification. A payment had been made at a five-star hotel.
I tapped out a quick message to my assistant, telling him to freeze Brenda's supplementary bank card. I turned my attention back to Grandma and was a little taken aback to see Megan chatting happily with her.
Megan was Brenda's best friend. Every time I saw her, she kept her head down, looking subdued.
Back then, Brenda had my whole heart, and Megan was nothing more than an acquaintance. To me, she was just
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