CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT
Princess Mary of York? The elegant lady that would shame every Miss.World ever known to exist with her poise, picture of innocence and graceful beauty. It did not need to be written down for her to know that Mary was the expected standard of the bride for Liam. Royal, classy, scandal free and definitely the type of woman to be submissive not only to her husband, but to her in-laws as well and Vicky was the exact opposite of all that. She would be dead before she let someone, more so her in-laws walk all over her. Maybe coming here was a huge mistake. Sure, they’d had a lovely day with Mr. Grosvenor at Red Hill and he seemed to be fond of her already but knowing that tomorrow she’d have to pretend she wasn’t acquainted with Liam in any intimate way, sent an unimaginable
