"I bet Mark told you we met at an executive forum, right?" Cissy sounded smug. Then she said, "He lied to you."

I let go of my fork hallway through the cinnamon roll. I had thought Mark's words might not be very trustworthy, but I didn't expect that he and Cissy had been together before our marriage. If he had already hooked up with Cissy, a rich man's daughter, back then, why did he marry me? If he just wanted a stepping stone to succeed faster, wouldn't Cissy have been a better ...