Sylvia's POV
The i********: post I'd uploaded earlier today featured a stunning sunset silhouette photo of Caesar and me locked in an intimate kiss. His chiseled profile captured perfectly against the golden backdrop had caused quite the stir online. The accompanying caption was simple yet powerful: "To address recent rumors: Yes, I found my mate. Yes, I'm happily married. No, I've never been involved with my sister's fiancé."
Exhausted after a full day of damage control at Frostline Enterprises, I finally allowed myself to collapse on the sofa in Caesar's penthouse. The company's stock had plummeted following the scandal, and I'd spent hours in emergency meetings trying to stabilize investor confidence. My position as Miss Frost hung precariously in the balance—Alpha Astra's ultim
