At the Entrance of a Five-Star Hotel, My Sister Pushed Me Away. “Get lost, you can’t even afford a glass of water here,” She Laughed. My Mother Added, “A former maid like you just smells like bleach. Go back to scrubbing toilets.”

She’s a delusional imposter wearing a knockoff suit!”

Marcus slowly straightened. When he looked from me to Harper, his respectful expression vanished. It was instantly replaced by an expression of terrifying, cold, professional indifference.

“You are addressing Blair Sterling,” Marcus stated, each word dropping like a lead weight onto the pristine marble floor. “She is the Founder, Chief Executive Officer, and ninety-two percent majority shareholder of the Opeline Hospitality Group. She owns this hotel. She owns the land beneath it. She owns every single fixture in the suite your fiancé