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 Lawsons' contempt

heading for the door, he

"Jessica!"

room, grabbed the handle of her

from pale to purple

to warn her out of kindness, and she had the

the title anymore,

Fuming, Phelps stormed off.

was a bundle of nerves. After turning things over in her mind, she finally decided

Timothy was attending a charity auction with

saw Mabel's name flash on his phone,

it could only be to report that his wife had been missing for hours and ask if they should

intention of

him and Henry; she would never

with no real skills-where could she possibly go without

gala

He'd done his homework.

particular item up for auction that Sheila had been eyeing

determined to win

in an

hadn't raised his bidding paddle yet; the piece he wanted was the highlight of the

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