folder onto the glass coffee table. "Vivian never sits with he
muscles aching after the long car ride. The Lin estate
, opening the folder. Pages filled with color photos,
e clinked against the crystal glass. "The wedding dress fitting is on Thursday. By the
t page. It was Vivian at a beach resort, wearing dark sungl
" Pearl muttered
ediately. She hates the head housekeeper, Mrs. Chen. She never speaks to the driver unless she is yelling at him to d
Pearl looked up, her brow furrowing.
them with his glass in hand. "And if people start asking questions, the
ly, her eyes staying on her mother's pale face. "If he
r mirror from her bag, using a powder puff on h
't she?" Pearl pressed, leaning forwar
onto the shiny glass. "That is none of your business! Your job is not to ask questi
ands tightening into fists on her lap. "You told me it was a marriage for money. Who is h
her husband's arm to calm him down. She lo
from one man," her
chest hitching. "
ng up a smaller velvet folder from the side table. "The old family leader made sure th
ked, her heart starting to
ering his voice. "The marriage contract ties the br
air leave her lungs. "Three? You want
y looking toward the heavy wooden doors of the si
et so fast that the folder fell from her lap and hit the floor with a lou
r said coldly, without moving. "It connects our shipping ports to their b
violently, backing away toward the door.
er, his voice smooth and toxic. "The machine keeping her lungs moving costs eight thou
back a sob. She looked at her father, hoping to see
from the floor and setting it back on the table. "Look at the
orced herself to walk back to the sofa. She sank
der and laid three large black-and-wh
," her mother said, ta
t and a dark tie, sitting behind a huge desk. But it was his eyes that made Pearl shiver. They
esn't smile, he doesn't compromise, and he notices every single mistake. I
ered, her mouth dry
mother continued, point
ng an unbuttoned dress shirt with no tie. He had a crooked, hands
venues. He looks easygoing, but he uses charm like a knife. He will try to flirt wit
the photo, feeling a strange shiver r
hand hesitated over the final picture b
r mother s
, holding an unlit leather journal in his lap. He was looking slightly off to the side, his posture re
. "He handles family intelligence and internal security. He stays in the shadows. Out
tching over her pearls. "She said whenever Alex looked at her,
d glued to Alex's
ade Pearl jump. "They expect a spoiled, loud, selfish girl they can easily control or ignore. If you show up
lap, her rough fingers tr
re it out?" Pearl whispere
s face was inches from hers, hi
t stop paying for your grandmother. They will bury all three of
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