The Bequest of Betrayal
Language: en
Every time my fiancé, Julian Blackwood, was reassigned to a new post, he demanded I travel ahead to prepare everything. Not for our future, but for the comfort of his mentor's daughter, Lillian Vale. This time, Julian was demoted to a remote outpost in the Dakota Territories. He urgently ordered me to pack up my small bakery and take a riverboat west. Perhaps he rushed me too much, or perhaps my fever from a lingering cold clouded my mind. Halfway through the journey, I realized I was on the wrong boat. "Miss, this boat is headed for New Orleans, not the Dakotas," the captain said…