Marrying the Man in the Dark

“Why the charade of being virtuous?”

“A hypocrite!”

Sebastian lounged on the car’s leather seat, a sardonic smile on his lips. “I merely suggested to afford myself a suitable pretext to encounter her once more.”

Yolanda arched an eyebrow. “So, you used me?”

“You’re my sister; who else would I employ?”

Sebastian’s smile remained light as he gave a black card to Yolanda nonchalantly. “Five hundred thousand, and this affair concludes.”

“Fair enough.”

Yolanda pursed her lips, stashing the black card away before fixing Sebastian with a direct gaze. “Do you genuinely fancy that Cherise?”

Sebastian raised a discerning brow. “Indeed.”

“I hold no fondness for her.”

ways with Damien in the future and aligns with you, I

your concord

the distance with a profound

her work and level plagiarism accusations in a field foreign to you, medicine?”

no alternative.”

resentful glance. “It was Gwenn’s

request, do you think she’d acquiesce to Tristan, of the Lenoir lineage, hastily

most rapidly burgeoning entity in Adania. Many vie for control

acumen is genuinely commendable. I never fathomed his handsomeness…”

his eyes slightly. “Besides his appearance, is your eagerness to lay claim to Damien rooted in his

faltered, realizing her

averted her gaze. “Primarily due to his

not averse to a

car window. “I’m cognizant of my sister’s desire to find a business rival, ensuring the Weiss dynasty

drained of color. “I never contemplated such matters.”

“It’s inconsequential.”

that you’ve targeted Damien, I’m content to await his ascent