Mrs. Cortes

"I am not going to marry some stranger!" Elara cried out. " Of course you are." Graham Vale, Elara's father, answered. "But where's Serena? She was the one meant to marry him. He's her fiance!" "Listen Elara, Serena isn't here, and nobody knows where she went. And we cannot leave Damian waiting at the altar." "Then tell him what happened and spare him this delay." "Elara, don't push my patience. I am already at the end of my rope. Damian Cortes isn't a man we can toy with. If he thinks he was slighted, he'll tear everything down. This house, our business, and our lives." Graham tried to explain himself. "You're talking about your house, your business, and your life." "Elara, I know you care little for me, but you cannot deny I am your father, and as my daughter it's your duty to help when things are a mess." "You mean walk up to a cold hearted businessman like some sacrificial lamb? And if you had ever truly seen me as your daughter, you would never ask this of me. To you I do not even exist! Do I ?" "Elara!" " I am saying this once more, I will not marry that man." The instant those words left her mouth, Celeste Vale struck her hard. "Take this as a privilege, that you are being given the opportunity to marry a billionaire. He was meant to become Serena's husband if she had not run off so stupidly. And as for you, this is far better than what you deserve."