ayes stepped into the hallway, physically blocking Emaline from entering the drawing r

nside?" Eleanora hissed at Alasta

mother's treatment. She just needs a loan," Ala

r her cashmere cardigan. "She's just using this pathetic sob story as an excuse to cl

you used to parade me around your country club and call me the daughter you never had. Now I take yea

are unit!" Eleanora shot back, her face flushing with ugly color. "Alastair's career is taking off. He need

ashing with lethal steel. "I'm here for a fraction of the five million

ickly-sweet, high-pitched voice echoed from

oiled, mean-spirited heiress who had always been obsessed with Alastair. She strutted down the steps wearing a Chanel tweed suit, acting entirely like the

Emaline's wrinkled, day-old cocktail dress. "I heard your family lost e

ing? Really, Alastair? You always said she looked like a walking malpractice suit w

a violent shade of b

o be the center of attention, Tiffany, but buying your way into a man's bed wit

pletely shattering. "You broke, pathetic b

her. "Tiffany has been nothing but supportive of me and my family! If you

h the foyer. "Your mother is a gold-digging hypocrite who sold you out to the highest bidder

pearls as if she had been phy

elled, shoving Alastair forward by his shoul