Meeting the fiancé’s relatives is an exciting event in every bride’s life—especially if you’ve got no money to your name, but in a small travel trunk you have a pile of skeletons.
But that’s only half the trouble. What about their unbearable neighbor—a count who has already been widowed three times, Chester?
He knows who I am, and I… know his secret. Probably that’s the only thing stopping him from turning me in to the local commissioner.
Anyway, I have to carry out the assignment as quickly as possible and leave as far away as I can.
Who would’ve known that everything would go off-plan—and that in my beloved family’s closet, there would be even more skeletons than at the Goldenville cemetery or even combined—me and Chester.