with a knife. Chloe held Mrs. Peterson steady, he

ickly regained his composure. He was the one in control. He pulled

lse authority. "She left all her shares in SereneCare Pharmaceu

re, relinquishing your claims. I'll still provide you with a generous monthly al

cheek, smirked at Chloe, her eye

new her mother. Miranda Beaumont would never, ev

?" she asked, her vo

, be reasonable. Your reputation is ruined. A disgraced heiress who spen

trike, meant to remind Chloe

s final weapon. He placed a heavy, ornate

r's ashes a

in the air, unsp

can take her. Give her a p

began to tremble. This was it. The final

a firm grip on her hand. Mrs. Peterson was beh

ered, her voice urgent and barely audible. "The

rief. She whipped her head around, staring into Mrs. Peterson's eyes. Th

ugh her, washing away the despair. It was followed i

inheritance. They had used the lie o

ath. When she looked up again, h

smiled, a smug, victorious expression spre

cked up

he tore it into a hundred tiny pieces, letting

chard's sm

d. She picked up t

g smile playing on her lips as she looked at Richard a

the box with all her might, not at th

crambled backward. The box hit t

as e

a and Jennifer shrieked a

of an executioner's order. "Get out of my mother's house.

opened his mouth to argue, but the words died in his

rabbed the hysterical Laura and the weeping

door sla

le

loe's body. She sagged again

ars streaming down her face. "Oh, Mi

r own trembling. "Tell me," she pleaded, her voice cracking.

w fight. But it was fueled

. And that was the o