Timothy had decided to marry her, and every single member of the Lawson family was against it.

In the end, it was Phelps who made the final call, silencing the rest of the family.

Still, Jessica knew perfectly well that even if everyone opposed him, Timothy wouldn't care in the least.

Seven years ago, she could feel it-his determination to marry her was unwavering.

And so, for seven long years, she'd lived in a waking dream.

Jessica lowered her gaze, lashes casting shadows on her cheeks.

What was she supposed to do now?

When Timothy set his mind to something, who could possibly stop him?

Her silence seemed to grate on Phelps, who slammed his cane against the floor in frustration.

"You're mute, not deaf!" he snapped.

Jessica lifted her eyes, rimmed faintly pink.

The only person in the Lawson family who'd ever shown her a shred of courtesy had now turned on her too.

She turned away.

to stay and endure the

heading for the door, he

"Jessica!"

into the living room, grabbed the handle of

turned from pale

warn her out of kindness, and she had the nerve

want the title

Fuming, Phelps stormed off.

things over in her mind, she finally

a charity auction

saw Mabel's name flash on his phone, he declined

only be to report that his wife had been missing for hours and ask if

no intention

him and Henry; she

no real skills-where could she possibly go

charity gala

He'd done his homework.

a particular item up for auction that Sheila had been eyeing

determined

in

items so far. He hadn't raised his bidding paddle yet; the piece he wanted was the highlight

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