Forging an Heiress

“GOOD AFTERNOON, Mrs. Mercer,” Stan greeted her as she arrived at the mansion.

“Good afternoon,” Cami smiled and followed the chairman's secretary inside. There, she saw a woman in her late 40s who looked familiar. Suddenly, she recalled seeing her at her wedding before. If her memory served her right, it was her father-in-law’s younger sister.

“Cami,” Sylvia stood up and immediately hugged her. C