o the Glover estate. The hedges were perfectly manicured, the gravel driveway

ching her profile. She looked immaculate-her hair pulled back, her makeup fla

Tristan asked, unable to keep the frustrat

rd. "Fight what? The fact

s no different from signing a corporate merger. Who the man is, what

old, analytical rhythm, "is the leverage this marriage giv

the leather headrest. "You can't reduce your whole life

" Blair said, her tone flat, devoid of self-pity. "If I'm goi

l enough, I can use his influence to sever Hughie and Georgiana's hold on m

words. No hope for a fairy t

iding behind the CEO's mask. The family had broken someth

t words of warmth bounced ri

already made the biggest trade of my life. I

d her every move. The prenup they had signed was a pact with the devil. He gave he

bargain, but it had

gates of the estate. The massive, colonial-style mansion l

ed, she smoothed her dress and adjusted her expression. Every crack, ev

d out onto the gravel, her heels clicking s

le that didn't reach her eyes. "D

r, reaching over to straighten the collar of her coat-

here," he

one steps were two figures. Georgiana Glover, with her perfectly styled hair

cond she saw Blair, replaced

her lips pursed in distaste, like a buyer inspecting

ed her chin, and walked up the steps, meeting their s