For a moment, Rose’s ears rang.
She almost thought she had misheard.
“What are you planning to give her as a wedding gift?” she asked, enunciating each word clearly.
Her voice was ice-cold.
Logan noticed the anger smoldering in Rose’s eyes. Frowning, he reproached her, “What kind of reaction is that? It’s just an antique shop. You and Sam are sisters. Why are you being so petty?”
Rose’s lips pressed together until they turned pale. “Sisters?”
A mocking smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. “You’re willing to be cuckolded and raise another man’s child as your own. Don’t go around calling people sisters.”
She didn’t even care whether Samantha was actually going to marry Ryan.
There was only one thing she cared about.
The Bennett family’s antique shop.
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