Jilted Heiress: Marrying My Mysterious Protector

, Aria. You brought p

Young tightened her grip on the leather portfolio case, her knuckles turning white. She stood o

e the sudden dryness in her throat. "It's the original draft of t

e a white high-couture dress that probably cost more than Aria's car. She looked like an angel,

a hand, her manicured fingers wiggling expe

a disaster she should have seen coming. She navigated through the crowd of s

ina. She extend

rthday,"

d the leather. Then, inexplicably, she

't hit the ground.

ged forward, dropping to her knees to grab the sink

e you doing?"

stumbled backward. She flailed, her arms windmilling in a pe

sh was d

ing. She froze, her hand hovering over the wat

someone

ng to her knees. Before she could stand,

way fr

ide with enough force that she twisted her ankle, stumb

her ribs. The pain in her ankle was a dull throb comp

puttering Corina to the edge. He hoiste

ped, smoothing Corina's we

e looked up, her mascara running down her ch

ng. "If you're still mad about the inheri

s. "I didn't. You fell.

s with Aria. The look on his face wasn't anger. It was d

s was the man she had been engaged to for t

spered, standing up on her sha

e," a woman wh

The illegitimate o

. The faces were a

through the circle. Her face was a mask of

ed across the

heek burned as if it had been branded.

er face, star

hissed. "Before I

nd Corina's shoulders, rubbing her arms, murmuring soft wor

a loud break. It was quiet, like a thread

diamond on her ring finger caught th

t, resisting, but she yanked it o

finally looking at her. His brow f

She placed the ring on the glass

n," she said. Her voice was terr

his nose. "Aria, don't be dramatic.

d her back on hi

called out, her voice d

front door, and down the long driveway. The gravel cru

. Her fingers trembled a

n: Anywher

he opened her contacts.

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he car and did