Sharon Rincon's knuckles whitened as she gripped her phone tightly.
She'd finally gotten the call—one she'd waited five long years for. It was Daniel Canter, her grandfather's right-hand man.
"Ms. Rincon, your marriage to Mr. Colbert has officially passed the five-year trial your grandpa set.
"He says you can bring your husband home now. He's ready to get all his assets notarized to you early. What time works for you?"
"Really?" Excitement bubbled up in Sharon's voice, making it shake. "Mr. Canter, that's incredible! Today—right now, I'll be there!"
She hung up and let out a shaky, relieved sigh.
Thank God!
Her grandfather had finally forgiven her. Five years ago, she'd chosen her own marriage over the family's arranged match, giving up her heiress status to marry Gary Colbert—and now, it was all worth it.
She'd been right about him.
Gary was worth every sacrifice she'd made back then.
Today wasn't just the end of the trial—it was their fifth anniversary, too.
She was gonna hit him with a huge surprise—and a future that was finally real, no more secrets.
The notary office lobby smelled like old paper and ink—stuffy, official.
Her heart thudding, Sharon pulled out the marriage certificate she'd guarded like a treasure for five years and handed it carefully to the clerk.
She pictured Gary's face—shocked, happy, maybe even a little teary—and a soft smile pulled at her lips.
But as the clerk typed and checked the system over and over, his brows drew tighter. His face turned grim.
He looked up, his eyes sharp as he stared at Sharon. His voice was flat, no room for argument.
"Ms. Rincon, I'm sorry but this marriage certificate is fake. The system says you're unmarried."
"Unmarried?" The smile froze on Sharon's face. Her eyes went wide with shock. "That can't be true!"
The clerk didn't even acknowledge her panic. He just kept talking, cold as ice.
"As for Gary Colbert—he's married. His legal wife is Chloe Lopez."
"What?!"
It was like someone had bashed her over the head with a hammer. Her mind went totally blank.
She jumped out of her chair, her voice shrill.
"You're lying! That's impossible! My husband gave me this certificate himself. How could it be fake?!"
"System records don't lie." The clerk's face was emotionless. "They've got a five-year-old daughter, too. She takes her mom's last name—Mia Lopez."
"What?" Sharon stumbled, barely keeping her balance.
A daughter? Five years old?
So Mia, my precious goddaughter, is actually Gary and Chloe's kid?!

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