The Bride Price and the Mysterious Gem
Bianca crossed one leg over the other and leaned farther back into the chair, looking completely at ease.
Anyone who saw her now would have difficulty imagining that only recently she had been standing on the edge of a dangerous abyss, risking everything she possessed.
But Bianca knew exactly what she wanted.
Those little vixens wanted to marry Julian.
That was fine.
Let them fight over him.
She was very different.
She didn't merely want Julian to like her.
She wanted to marry him herself.
The thought made her red eyes brighten.
The corners of her lips curled upward, and there was a faint warmth in her expression that she rarely showed in front of other people.
She had spent years dealing with schemes, money, organizations, and people who would smile while secretly preparing a knife for her back.
She understood calculation better than most.
But when it came to Julian, some calculations simply didn't matter anymore.
