Marrying the Man in the Dark

Gwenn’s inner fire crackled. “What the hell! Is she blind or something? My body is a symphony of seduction, the kind that takes men’s breath away. But in Cherise’s eyes, this little viper, I’m suddenly ‘fat,’ ‘plump’? Like some middle-aged frump?”

“So, this is your sister,” Priscilla said, curling her lips into a cold smirk. Her gaze was icy as she studied Gwenn for a moment, then she laughed. “This pretend niece, why not say hello to your Aunt Priscilla?”

Priscilla had previously heard about Gwenn from Damien.

When Damien found Priscilla, he informed her that one of the main reasons Cherisa didn’t return to the Tanner family after Charisa’s death was because of Gwenn.

Firstly, Gwenn and Cherise had always been at odds, so she didn’t want to share a roof with Gwenn.

biological daughter. She didn’t want to stay in the

furrowed with

his own, would let such minor issues drive her away from the Tanner

a long shadow, poisoning her perception of Gwenn even before they had met. Now, face-to-face, Priscilla found

you’re Cherise’s aunt, not mine. I’m just Dad’s adopted child. No need

husband, and his children are obligated to address me properly, whether adopted or

right to disrespect elders.

brow furrowed at Priscilla’s barb. She was about to unleash a retort when Beckham’s voice boomed, “Gwenn, hurry up and

stopped her cold. He rarely looked at her like that, and it

was thin. “Hmm,

a ray of sunshine? But why did Damien say she always goes after