The Sweet Revenge Plan of the Wrong Mrs. Perkins
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icy, each word sha
carved from stone-cold, unreadable, and utterly imperious. The sheer force of his presence m
ng uniforms stood frozen, like the
es narrowed with amused disdain, a faint smirk tugg
nd, Caitlin, I'll make sure the Jordans pay for it." Alexander's
you-I'm Mrs. Perkins now. The Jordans don't give me a single share of
nheard of when it came to Alexand
You went off the radar for five days. Not a wor
An explanation? Am I your prisoner or something? Si
e before it twisted into a scowl.
like she was terrified of making any noise, let alone
oosing her as a daughter-in-law, he
back like a totall
verse psychology game?" His to
nder, in this dead-silent, soul-sucking house of yours, what game do you think is even worth
ls whipping out behind her like waves,
n stopped briefly, glanced around, and said, "Hey,
ces. With Mr. Perkins saying not
e. "Seriously? The all-powerful Perkins family can't even spare a meal for their precio
er slicing across Caitlin's flawless face, like he w
onal wave bubbling under the surface. Her
nsion stretched on taut and unyielding, eve
son in place. He remembered clearly-every month on this day, Caitlin would be a mess of fear and anxiety. The maids said
't just do a 180 in a few
tough-girl ac
e how long she
ut a light laugh, dark ey
tly as she said, her tone icy, "I used to be so well-behaved-tell me, what did that get me? Or better yet
e enough that their bre
y Alexander's Adam's
something seductive and bold. He'
rest
wanted to fi
pose is to please me. Here's a
ugh the room like a knife, sendi
then chuckled coldly. "Too lat
lked past him, tall and poised, leaving
r's eyes
investment to keep the Jordan Group afloat. She'd always kno
t trying-smiling nervously, eager
ore she tried, the
tant submission, made even the maids i
xander had seen something
ooking do
liev
g her face in front of the mirror,
same features, same face-but their person
that couldn't have been more different-separate
e-fierce, radiant, and
l lake at dawn-quiet, tho
finally found her sis
ng a silent vow-she would make
r sister hadn't even had a shred of dignity. Heck, in
tility, her stepfather, Thomas Jordan, had packed her off to marry A
aper, but in reality? Jus
o Henrietta Perkins took out al
and cruel treatment. Her life was a black hole with no hope in
inted as she gave
'll get it back. And those who hurt you