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.

Hayden’s other admirers, Celine would not get Hayden off her mind after meeting her in person. Celine had been watching Hayden in the dark since then and fell

would nod, respond, and sometimes engage

lesser than Caroline at home since the reveal of her identity. A lot had changed now that Celine was no longer the heiress of the Fisher

Fisher family was no

presented herself with class and grace as

was timid and weak; class and

that the senior executives

not stand the most was people’s attitude toward her

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

she was not the true heiress of the Fishers. Celine would not be the future head of the

muttered, “You’re mine, Hayden! Even if I can’t have you, I won’t let you and

took a fancy to Hayden

of Hayden’s shining to Caroline. Hayden always spoke tenderly

“Cece.”