Contracted Marriage to My Boss
“I don’t know what it is. And with the Vidalias… I’m scared of what you’ll think when you find out the truth.”
Before I could ask, my phone buzzed Marcus’s name flashed on the screen.
Sir found more about the Vidalias. Meet me in thirty minutes. Important.
I showed her the message, and color drained from her face. “They found something,” she said quietly.
“I won’t let them hurt you,” I promised, pulling her close. “Whatever it is, we’ll face it together.”
She leaned against my chest, shoulders shaking slightly. “My real name isn’t Robyn Dela Cruz,” she whispered. “It’s Rosalind Vidalia. Victorina is my aunt.”
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