lling his phone from his pocket. He opened the encrypted group chat named 'The Boardroom,' which consisted of his most trusted
ingle, earth-sha
name is Chantal Beaumont-Carli
tched the chaos un
Kayden's blind fiancée?! Are you
king matter. The Beaumont-Carlisle girl? Th
nfirmed the marriage certificate. It's r
atest plot twist in the history o
ck reply: We are crashing th
nto his pocket, immensely s
to pack her personal belongings. The sprawling mansion was quiet, the s
s over the familiar layout of her vanity, packing her f
ng! We came to
ce was dripping with a sickly-swe
the surge of violent disgust that threatened to choke her. S
surprise," Chantal said, h
cheap liquor he had been drinking. "Chanty, baby, we were so worried when Clara said you
ds, but Chantal smoothly stepped back,
bit of pre-wedding anxiety
ou poor thing. Don't you worry about a single detail. I've taken care of everything for tomorrow.
altar, wearing my veil, Chanta
injecting just the right amount of vulnerability into
ng a smug look with Kayden that Chantal couldn't see, but co
Chanty. Tomorrow is going to be the most important day of our lives. Once we're married, I'll take
es ached. He was so incredibly arrogant, so completely blind to the
ill, Kayden," C
ptible smile touching the corners of her mouth. Let them enjo
was going to rip their
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