I met her glare with a cold smile.
"Actually, my name's on the deed."
"When you're a guest, Ms. Smith, act like one."
For years, I've been the invisible hand guiding Shane Group, propping up this so-called Capital Sage.
It's turned my heart into something as sharp and unyielding as a butcher's blade.
His old flame popping up? Hardly the worst of his screw-ups.
Turning to our housekeeper, I said, "Ms. Ward, prepare a guest room downstairs for Mia." Let her stay – I could handle whatever came next.
It's ironic how I ended up with Ethan, the famous Capital Sage, through a matchmaking setup.
I wasn't even the standout among the candidates the Shane family had lined up.
But when Ethan first saw me, his prayer beads stopped mid-roll.
I knew I'd caught his attention.
Everyone gushed about how lucky I was to have the Capital Sage fall for me at first sight.
We quickly tied the knot.
Still, the way the Shane family looked at me always felt off.
They seemed on the verge of saying something, but never did.
It wasn't until I met Mia that everything clicked.
Turns out, Ethan had married someone who looked just like his step-sister.