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.

was no reason to stay

heading for the door, he struggled to his feet, calling

"Jessica!"

down. She walked into the living room, grabbed the handle of her suitcase, and

face turned from pale to purple

warn her out of kindness, and she had the nerve

didn't want the

Fuming, Phelps stormed off.

nerves. After turning things over in her mind, she finally

attending a charity auction

Mabel's name flash on his phone,

him now, it could only be to report that his wife had been missing for hours and ask

no intention of calling

she would never truly leave

orphan with no real skills-where could she possibly go

gala

He'd done his homework.

was a particular item up for auction that Sheila had been eyeing for

matter what, he was determined to win it for

auction proceeded in an

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

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