an already dressed and sitting in his wheelchair, as if

door announce

s arranged a welcome brunch for you. It's at ten o'clock in

me party, hosted by her hostile stepm

. Barbara is very influential in the family. She..

to apply her makeup. The heavy, smoky eyes, the dark li

ulian's wheelchair, with Chloe walkin

elegant but sharp-eyed woman, was laughing with a grou

sts, approached them with a haughty air. "Mrs. Sharpe asks

ng her like a servant to be dis

" She didn't budge, aggressively crowding Chloe's space. Chloe didn't flinch. She stepped forward, her hand clamping down on Bertha'

to comprehend how the skinny gi

d something dirty. She leaned in close, her voice an icy whisper. "Ne

bara's attention. She sh

ile. Then she turned to Zane. "I'm hungry. Take

gnored Barbara's

hange, his silence a form of

s, obeyed, pushing Julian's wheelchair

ked out of the so-cal

r her friends. "A wild girl from the country. No manners

n't hold back his concern. "Mrs. Sharpe, y

has always seen Mr. Sharpe as a threat, especially after his accident. S

her? No. I'm just letting her know I'm not a pushover. With peopl

ian. "Isn't that

and defiant. A barely percept

t with gusto, fueling

Sharpe demands that you come at once! She said if you don't appear, she will ca