"There's no rush on getting the marriage certificate," I continued, trying to steady my voice. "We haven't conceived yet, and I don't want Evelyn getting upset. But we can hold the wedding. That'll make Rhian give up. You know she and I are mortal enemies. After being crushed under her for so long, I need to regain some face. So five days from now, I want the grandest wedding possible. Not only the elites of Harbor City, but all of the major media outlets are livestreaming it."
Only then did Samuel relax. He smiled and agreed easily.
I knew he still had work to handle, so I let him drop me off and said I would take a taxi home.
As soon as his car disappeared around the corner, the smile on my lips dropped instantly.
I turned back toward the restaurant and stepped inside.
Sliding a few bills across the counter, I said, "Excuse me, I'd like to buy the photo from earlier."
"Huh? Ms. Hutton, that's your own photo. Of course, you can have it."
"No. Besides that one… I want the other one too."
...
By that afternoon, the news that Samuel and I would be holding a wedding had spread across all of Harbor City.
When I returned to the Grant mansion, the villa was unusually quiet.