The gravelly voice made Sandra freeze in place, completely stunned.
Hadn't he insisted on keeping their marriage under wraps? What was this sudden public act about?
From the luxury car, the man's stormy eyes darkened when she didn't move. "Sandra," he snapped, voice like a whip c***k, "what are you waiting for?"
"Sandra, you—he—" Briseida's eyes popped, her gaze darting between Sandra and the imposing figure in the car. "You're married?"
"Briseida, I—" Sandra stammered before shooting Jackie a venomous glare.
Jackie's cold eyes narrowed at the colleague outside his window. "How amusing," he sneered, lips curling with derision. "I wasn't aware Ms. Astonishing was so popular that people are lining up to set her up."
That smirk—Sandra saw it clearly. The mocking tilt of his mouth, as if
