Chapter 9 Unreadable

• The moment she stepped into the office, all eyes were drawn to her like magnets. They felt like sharp, judgmental knives, ready to peel away the facade she had so carefully
• constructed Whispers swirled around her “Must be off to see Mr. Dorsey again. Some people have all the luck. Marrying into wealth sure has its perks”
• “Marrying into wealth? Please, there’s not even a ring on her finger. Didn’t Mr. Spencer publicly deny any engagement?”