ot to her feet. "T

s stunned. "...Isn't

, Catherine Sinclair. After Catherine's death, the family's influence had steadily declined,

a Hayes daughter, everyone knew

e. The anxiety was a fire inside her, but she forced a graceful com

legal registration,"

erling and Rosalie Sinclair, legally married. The registration was dated th

nevieve froze

attered. The elegant socialite

ard Damian. Terry's expression dark

n't k

nger. "You registered a marriage with Rosalie

on Rosalie from across the room. They wer

e of sight, their attenti

ve a small, innocent shru

hed. Barely educated, she was considered too coarse and unsightly for the family to ever presen

ust have f

can't delay the ceremony," she said, her voice frantic. "They'll file for

ion is the priority," A

s grim. "The Sterling family is bound by an ironclad rule. Our men do not divo

sible!" Isabe

s she screamed, "The entire city knows I'm the one marrying into the S

fe of the richest man in the city is a position that belongs to our

pair seethe, Rosalie found th

ge certificate had practically fallen into her lap. She didn't have to lift a finger.

honey, she looked at Damian. "Darling,

lin

snap. She lunged at Rosalie with a howl. "

is shoulders as she peeked out. "Isabelle, calm

completely. She was about to lunge aga

top socialite. It was a title that had taken her years to

sformed. Her eyes glistened with pitiable tears, her entire being a picture of delica

amian, their eyes pleading, desp

family rules. That wall would not crack. Their onl

still as a stone statue-cold, steady, gazing dow

then looked away, his expression blank. "I am the Sterling

eve and Isabelle's faces. The

voice thick with anxiety. "M

rish, poorly applied makeup, then at Damian in all

better. But the family

etrothal never specified which of your daughters. Rosalie fulfills the agreement. You are

It was a world

t, but he didn't dare argue with Terry.

the bride swa

's place and stepped