Beauty arrived in Chicago at five in the morning.
Not wanting to disturb the butler, she found a small hotel nearby to check into.
She had no luggage with her, and her stomach growled incessantly.
She had always thought Cassandra's feelings for Lucas were one-sided, but she never expected to witness what happened today.
Perhaps all men were the same—even someone like Lucas, who was constantly surrounded by beautiful women, couldn't resist temptation.
Especially when the other woman was his late wife's sister.
The thought felt like a heavy punch to her heart, leaving her in agony.
She ordered a local specialty from a nearby restaurant.
She remembered how, when she first moved in with her grandfather, he would personally prepare delicious fish and various kinds of shrimp for her.
