Married at First Sight

Hayden callously turned down the offer. “I don’t want to drink with you, Ms. Celine. Excuse me.”

Surrounded by her security detail, Hayden walked past Celine.

As Hayden brushed past, Celine cried out to Hayden, but Hayden refused to give her the time of the day. Hayden simply walked on.

Celine stamped her foot in rage.

Although the Fishers were not the wealthiest in Jensburg, the family was in the circle of the rich and powerful. People would always suck up to her every time she attended social events.

Celine was no short of suitors, but these men were merely on their parents’ bankroll and had nothing to show for it.

Her privileged life with the Fishers gave Celine her arrogance, so Celine believed she deserved better than these men who were living off their parents. Still, all the good and remarkable men out there steered clear of Celine because they knew they would have to take the Fishers’ last name rather than vice versa.

Only these incapable trust babies would go for the future head of the Fisher household.

Celine would not get Hayden off her mind after meeting her in person. Celine had been watching Hayden in the dark since then

the past, Hayden would nod, respond, and sometimes engage

a princess and no lesser than Caroline at home since the reveal of her identity. A lot had changed now that Celine was no

the Fisher family

Caroline presented herself with class and grace as a successor

Caroline was timid and weak; class and grace

reason some family businesses had not gone bankrupt under Caroline’s leadership was that the senior executives were helping her. Otherwise, a country bumpkin like Caroline had no means to manage businesses on her

was people’s

had taken her as an adopted daughter. Mom would often bring her along to social

was not the true heiress of the Fishers. Celine would not

alcohol, Celine gruffly muttered, “You’re mine, Hayden! Even if I can’t have you,

to Hayden too, and

to Caroline. Hayden always spoke tenderly with

“Cece.”