To my surprise, I am met with quite a large family. Seemed like Arthur had three sisters. And he was the eldest of the family. Anne the youngest, and each of the girls were either married or betrothed to some multi millionaire or some important person. Fact that made me feel not so well.
But it didn’t seem as if anyone but me cared. Arthur, the head of the Bechtel family, the one who had the balls to extend their empire and grow their power beyond the borders of this city seemed to like me. And pretty much everyone seemed to as well. All but one person. Or well, two, if I count my grumpy fiance.
“You know,” i whisper as I lean closer to Anne who insisted on switching sweats with Thomas so she could sit beside me so she would not feel lonely since her betrothed could not show up. “-I thi
