While I Was Volunteering Abroad, My Sister Stole My Dress And Married My Fiancé — With My Parents’ Blessing. I Didn’t Cry When I Got Back. I Smiled.

sharper eyes. She’d reviewed Ethan’s file before I arrived.

“So, what can I help you with, Ms…?”

“Carter. Emily Carter. I’m his fiancée.”

Her gaze flicked to the engagement ring on my finger. “I see. And is Mr. Miller joining us?”

“No. He trusts me to handle this stuff. He signed the authorization already. It should be in your file.”

It was. Ethan had continue reading …