ate. In the garden, a lone rosebush bloomed stubbornly agains

dressed so lightly?

ediately spotted his daughter standing

ntly welled up. It was her father-

r previous life, she had ignored his objections and in

ed you so much

ach other this morning?" Then his tone turned serious. "Andrea, no more

om now on, I'll listen to you.

en deliberately put on a stern face. "Go upstairs a

n." She hugged him tig

rely concealed jealousy. Her usually stern husband rarely smiled

uly cared abou

ndrea greeted sweetly as

y. "Go change and co

slowly faded. A chill crept into her eyes, replaci

g food to Andrea's plate unti

me like this, I'm going

e," he laughed. "You've lost

hicken soup, then poured some

s," Sandra said softly a

ess surged thro

d, she would never compare

.

so the day Andrea and Steven h

beautifully, and calmly took in

ick her up. Dressed in a black overc

d him, her expressio

morn

ed, his gaze so gentle i

ped on a white cape-like coat, looking like a porce

to come? He's not a stranger. It'd

Steven, eyes curved in a

er hair. But as his gaze swept over the Reed

ndrea's right. Sandra,

s eyes

lled m

n she saw Andrea secretly blink at her, looking

y have plans with a friend. Y

ea said lightly, wavin

nodded

bed a vase and smashed it onto the floor. Porcelain shatt

ndure this?!" she scream

that bitch Andrea?! I'm not willing-I'm not!

nger hard against he

him? You're going to marry into a wealthy fa

that!" Sandra

capable and ambitious! He'll s

" Melinda

s, the best he'll ever be is a middle manager. He alre

her patience

rrying into a wealthy family will be easy. Why cli

Frederick Brown-he's interested in you,