She Was Forced To Marry A Poor Single Dad Unaware He Is The Richest Man Alive…
« Are you sure? » the registrar asked one last time. She didn’t answer. She gripped the pen until her knuckles went white. The fluorescent light above her buzzed faintly, like something dying.
The room smelled of old paper and quiet judgment. Then she signed. Emma Whitfield, heiress to the Whitfield Group, daughter of one of the oldest fortunes in the state, had just married a man in worn-out boots and an oil-stained jacket.
She heard the stifled laughter behind her. Felt the weight of every gaze in that gray government office pressing into the back of her neck like a thumbtack. She’s lost her mind.
Poor thing. « What did they threaten her with? » But then, just as the man beside her reached for the pen, every phone in the room began to vibrate at once. A tremor moved through the small crowd.
