Viggo
I observed everyone closely, noticing how indifferent they were to Rylee's pain, ready to turn against her at any moment.
Her sister, in particular, seemed especially cold-hearted. My keen sense of observation has always been an asset in business and in deciphering people's true intentions.
Her father was solely focused on his own gains from the marriage, while the women busied themselves making tea. I presented him with an offer he couldn't refuse, knowing his priorities lied elsewhere, not with his daughter.
"I have one more favor to ask," I mentioned before the women reappear.
"Go on. I'll do my best," he replied.
After our negotiations, he found it hard to deny my requests.
Noticing a red mark on my fiancée's face, I made it clear that I don't tolerate anyone harming what
