The Conqueror's Vindicated Darling
Three years ago, I was supposed to have the wedding of the century with Griffin Lancaster in New York City.
But on the eve of our engagement ceremony, he chose my sister, Felicity.
Overnight, I became the laughingstock of New York's high society. Before I could even demand an explanation, a sudden hostile takeover plunged both the Blackwood and Lancaster family empires to the brink of bankruptcy. And I was framed for leaking company secrets.
After pulling our company back from the brink, I washed my hands of them, leaving New York and cutting off all contact with that world. I started a new life in Europe as an anonymous designer.
I thought I was done with them for good.
However, three years later, we met again at a top-tier charity gala. Felicity was nestled in Griffin's arm, her expression a mask of shy surprise as her eyes found mine. "Scarlett! What are you doing here? I thought you were thriving in Europe."
Seeing my silence, she laughed mockingly. "Well, well. Couldn't make it out there and had to come crawling back to New York?"
Griffin stared at me, his disgust unconcealed. "Even if you knelt and begged, I would never allow you back into the Blackwood family. But, for Felicity's sake, I can offer you a job as her assistant."
A small, knowing smile touched my lips, my gaze serene. Little did they know, the only reason I was here was that the founder of Covington Capital—my partner—had thrown this entire star-studded gala just for me.