Young Master Wesley got married, and even the elders in the Wesley family did not know about it. The news hit Karen like a metal hammer, cracking all the illusions she had carefully built. But Karen was not a woman who accepted defeat. Her mind churned, eyes narrowing as she calculated new angles within seconds. She refused to believe that a door once opened would close forever.
She lifted her chin, her voice trembling with false hope.
“I do not think this marriage will last long. We still have a chance.”
Her tone was sharp with ambition. She tried to salvage the situation with the speed of a woman who had clawed her way into the Owen family and would not be thrown out easily. She imagined scandals, divorce papers, family pressure. She imagined the new wife failing to adapt to Wesley Ga
