ner as she walked down the second-floor hallway,

e low as he quickly briefed her on the staff cha

le doors. It was the master bedroom-the largest room

cold brass handle, pressed it

made her pupils

had been completely eradicated. The walls wer

f Addisyn wearing a ballet tutu and

front of a massive French bed, was Addisyn. Two makeup a

he room were two young men, both radiating wealth

oors opening, all four head

a. The loose powder brush slipped from her finge

d it beneath a mask of wide-eyed innocence. "Elly?" Augustus said, his brow furrowing as he

e completely expressionless. Alistair s

ver the ruined room, finally

e dropping the temperature in the room by ten d

tened deer. Her eyes instantly welled with tears,

ry, sister," her voice trembled pitifully. "Dad said the lighting

ith cold detachment. The tears, the trembling voice... it was all exactly as her nightmare had shown, a perfectly executed script

f his past affection for his childhood fiancée, before it rapidly hardened into displeasure. Isaac immediately stood up from the sofa. His jaw clenched, and h

arsh and scolding. "You just got out of the hospital.

cé. Seeing him act like a guard dog for her replacement didn't break

, her voice slicing through the air like a

shock, unable to reconcile this freezing, ruthless w

on the sofa playing with a si

ping between Isaac and Eleonora, clea

coaxing tone, the one he a

e this ugly. We're all family

powerful men, Addisyn let

fed Addisyn's vanity perfectly. A tiny, triump

ut a short, cold laugh and dropped her heavy canvas duffe