"To who?" Eva seethed, her voice like icy death. "Lucas Sander. Your date." Matthew didn't waste his time and told her. ‘Asshole.’ A string of curses drifted through her head, none of which left her mouth. Eva glowered at her father with sheer hatred. She wished a hole would open up and swallow him whole. How could he have not consulted her when making such a horrible decision??? She opened her lips, but closed them. She needed a minute to breathe. Or else, she was going to curse him, his ancestors, and his entire livelihood. Once she had a slippery grasp of her sanity, she cleared her throat. "Did you publicly announce this yet?" Eva demanded, trying her hardest to keep her emotions in control. But all she wanted to do was chuck a glass of water at him. Matthew was impressed because he thought Eva was already starting to agree with him which he thought was a good thing. "I haven't announced this decision yet," Matthew stated. "But your husband's family has already agre
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