“Now you’ll never marry my son!” my mother-in-law laughed, setting my wedding dress on fire. I wiped my tears, smiled coldly, and said, “Enjoy destroying that dress, because the wedding was never the real trap.” Her face went completely pale when I made one quick phone call…

Jason’s Aunt Diane, a woman whose entire social currency was built on whispering brutal truths behind fans, drifted to my side.

“Richard is operating on a different plane of existence tonight,” she murmured, sipping her champagne. “Margaret was unceremoniously dumped at the estate. She has been blowing up his phone, threatening to liquidate Jason’s continue reading …