Whispers about Marquess Estelle had swept through the town like wildfire.
Every corner, from bustling markets to dimly lit taverns, buzzed with the scandalous tidbits: the Marquess was rumored to be bankrupt, and even more shockingly, Sienna was not his biological daughter.
He flaunted Sienna long before she ever debuted in high society, captivating countless boys with her refined qualities. But now?
Which respectable noble would spare her a second glance?
The aristocrats loathed adopted children and never saw them as equal. Only true blood mattered to them.
Iyana might have had a tarnished reputation before her return from the Ganlop, but at least she had the true pedigree of a marquess, unlike Sienna.
Then again, what did the title of Marquess even mean anymore? It was nothing but a hollow name. They had no real wealth or influence now.
