My parents' brainchild started in our garage a few months after I was born. I had worked with them to keep it going my whole life up until they died and continued until I had made it a small but honest empire.
Vincent became the face of the company because he had said a man taking the lead would be a better image, but I had always been the brain behind the whole operation.
And now he had stolen it from me.
Vincent forged my signature or somehow got me to sign away my rights to my own parents' company.
I wanted to scream and rip through the study from the injustice of it all, but all I could do was hold back frustrated tears.
If I walked right now like I wanted to, I would lose it all and be penniless.
I had to find a way to get what was mine back, but with no one I could truly trust to not be on Vincent's side, I didn’t know where to begin.
My mind flashed back to my encounter with Sebastian Jones.
I was unsure if he would be willing to help after I turned him down. But he was powerful and possibly the only person who could help me get what was rightfully mine back.
But was I willing to enter a loveless marriage to save my parents' business?
The answer came easy.