Linsey is abandoned at the altar and impulsively marries a stranger to save face. Everyone mocks her until her newly wedded man is revealed as the world’s richest man. When he publicly declares his love, Linsey’s “mistake” turns into a fairytale. But how did a random wedding become something so real?
Their time together had been brief, and their connection was still developing. Yet, she was surprised to find it difficult to picture her life without him. Lost in her thoughts, she was jolted back to reality by the sudden ringing of her phone. She shook off her musings and reached for the phone, wondering if…
“Is it true you abandoned your boyfriend?” “Did you really send your ex-boyfriend to prison?” “How could you be so heartless?” “Answer the question!” The reporters pushed closer, forcing Linsey to step back. “Stop taking pictures!” Linsey shouted, her voice trembling with rage. In the chaos, someone deliberately stuck their foot out, tripping Linsey. She…
“What are you all looking at?” Joanna snapped at the reporters, her voice laced with frustration. “This is headline news! Why aren’t you recording every single moment?” The reporters, jolted back to reality, lifted their cameras to resume filming, only to have their phones ring in unison. Each reporter received a call from their respective…
As he heard the pain in her voice, Collin’s expression softened momentarily. The mere thought of Linsey being harmed again ignited a fierce surge of frustration within Collin. He inhaled deeply, suppressing the urge to unleash his anger, and gentled his touch as much as he could. Once he finished tending to her injury, he…
In his mind, more drastic measures to coerce Marisol were already taking shape. However, he chose not to burden Linsey with these darker thoughts. Linsey bit her lip, fixing Collin with a penetrating gaze. “And if she decides to leverage this against you? What if she pushes her luck and asks for something even more…
The more Cynthia thought about it, the funnier it became. A smirk tugged at her lips as she put on a mask of fake sympathy. “Linsey, I get it. You came from nothing and thought your looks could land you a golden ticket. But wow-you really bet on the wrong horse.” She let out a…
The words were almost identical to what Coen had told her. Linsey responded with practiced politeness. “Of course, Mrs. Blakely. I’ll make sure to give it my all.” For the rest of the day, she tuned out the nasty rumors circulating online and poured every ounce of her focus into her work. By the next…
Her thoughts softened as she observed Linsey carefully adjusting the dress, her movements delicate and precise. Anthea had been a lifelong friend of Collin’s mother and had always held a maternal affection for Collin, almost considering him a son. She had resigned herself to the idea of him remaining solitary for life, yet here he…
“I’m sure I will,” Collin replied, his gaze falling on the pile of unchopped vegetables. “Let me help with those.” Linsey paused for a moment before nodding. “Okay, you can chop the vegetables. Just try to make them roughly the same size.” “Got it,” he replied. They settled into a comfortable silence as they worked.…
Hearing these carefully orchestrated questions, Marisol felt a wave of smug satisfaction wash over her. Everything was falling into place perfectly. Feigning exhaustion, she let out a long, drawn-out sigh. Before the live stream, she and Joanna had meticulously applied makeup to make themselves appear pale and haggard. Now, under the harsh glare of the…