lling his phone from his pocket. He opened the encrypted group chat named 'The Boardroom,' which consisted of his most trusted

ingle, earth-sha

name is Chantal Beaumont-Carli

tched the chaos un

Kayden's blind fiancée?! Are you

king matter. The Beaumont-Carlisle girl? Th

nfirmed the marriage certificate. It's r

atest plot twist in the history o

ck reply: We are crashing th

nto his pocket, immensely s

to pack her personal belongings. The sprawling mansion was quiet, the s

s over the familiar layout of her vanity, packing her f

ng! We came to

ce was dripping with a sickly-swe

the surge of violent disgust that threatened to choke her. S

surprise," Chantal said, h

cheap liquor he had been drinking. "Chanty, baby, we were so worried when Clara said you

ds, but Chantal smoothly stepped back,

bit of pre-wedding anxiety

ou poor thing. Don't you worry about a single detail. I've taken care of everything for tomorrow.

altar, wearing my veil, Chanta

injecting just the right amount of vulnerability into

ng a smug look with Kayden that Chantal couldn't see, but co

Chanty. Tomorrow is going to be the most important day of our lives. Once we're married, I'll take

es ached. He was so incredibly arrogant, so completely blind to the

ill, Kayden," C

ptible smile touching the corners of her mouth. Let them enjo

was going to rip their