Dahlia's POV
The unexpected visitor turned out to be Charline, the notorious eighth daughter of the Zaid clan. She hadn't bothered showing her face at yesterday's family gathering, and now I understood why Kellan had been so eager to usher me upstairs.
Avoiding Charline wasn't really an option. She wasn't the type to be easily deterred.
I knew plenty about Charline, though most of my knowledge came from tabloid headlines rather than Cobb's family stories. Her romantic disasters had provided endless entertainment for gossip columnists across the city.
Three marriages. Three spectacular failures. None lasting beyond a year, with the shortest clocking in at a mere three months. Each union began with fanfare and ended in scandal.
Her first husband had been the heir to a Weston City business empire. The arrangement reeked of family politics, though the media spun it as a fairytale romance between childhood sweethearts.
