CYNTHIA's P O V

‘‘Is it true that Julian is getting married?’’ I asked Arnold the moment I stepped inside the study room.

‘‘Really? I’m sorry, but I have no idea about that matter…’’ he said without even gazing up at me from looking down, and signing some documents, so he was unaware of the pain that caused me to hastily press my hand over my chest. ‘‘Take a seat, I have something very important to discuss with you...’’

I heaved a sigh and made my way over to the couch in the corner, where I sat with my back leaned against it and my feet propped up on the...