Chapter 180 Naughty Seaside Encounter:>>19

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• Chelsea Rogers held the envelope in her slim fingers and glanced again at the handwriting on the front. It was a feminine hand - the neat characters marching across the paper, not at all like the academic scrawl her father would have used, but she knew that it was from him. She also knew that it was an invitation to his wedding.
• She slipped her finger under the flap and tore open the envelope, her eyes scanning over the script on the card inside.