door, feigned a delicate ga
s's son was attacked tonight. Stabbed in the neck. Stabbed in the n
shock, her hand flying to her mouth. "
n sneered. "I know you arranged for her to be at
only trying to help! For the family! I
ersian rug, his hands clenched be
eopardy." His gaze swiveled, finding its true target
The butler, Arthur Finch, entered, his face i
ched Preston's li
The sight of her father's rage and Constance'
mily's bastard. An
a living hell-sharp words, sharper nails, cold dinners and colder sta
ipped her off to a boarding scho
all. Not one question about whether s
lly come. I'm dying, he had said. Come
rushed
tually bel
her needed her to marry Cory Travis-a man whose name was synonymous wit
g more than a
is?" Preston roared. "Are you
d myself against a man who tried
turning a blotchy red. "He is your fiancé
She had told herself not to expect anything from t
till-the wo
t sort of 'situation' she orchestrated,"
lying,
ut the truth. He cared
ill go to the Travis estate. You will get on
urious gaze without flinching. "I did
ait he despised. A lifetime
id, his voice dropping to a dangerou
caped Ana's lips.
ook a step toward her, his l
," he snarled, "and I will h
Constance watched from the sidelines, a
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