Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Brooklyn

Well, Louisa hates me already. That much is clear.

I guess it must be hard, living in my mother's shadow.

I think about the way Remington reacted when he met me the other night. The way he spoke of my mother.

He has never gotten over her, not for a second.

And Louisa must know it, with every fiber of her being.

Feeling almost bad for her, I do my best to give them all a smile as I lower myself awkwardly into a chair by the coffee table.

We're silent as a maid brings in crackers, cheese, and a tray of Champagne.

My gaze drifts to a silver tea set on a side table it. I can't help but stare at it.

"Oh my god," I say, leaning in close to get a better look. "I remember this. There's a little dent..." I turn the sugar bowl halfway round and, indeed, there it is. Right on the rim.

Remington says, clearly pleased. "You loved this tea set. You'd bring it out and arrange all your

stiff in her

it wouldn't be dented..." "Oh no," I say without thinking, looking up at them all. "It's such a beautiful set. You can't possibly-" "Well, if you're so fond of it," she says, her voice dripping with disgust as she glares at me, "you shall take it with you

go. I bet she'd

bet she'd be even happier if I'd

room. "I guess all

too. Thank you so much for graciously letting

I start, but then I fade off,

inheritance? What is she

leaning back in his chair,

to him. "Am I incorrect? Now that your first-born has returned,

you, everything belongs to her. She is the Alpha's

sighs. "You know it's more complicated

please," Louisa huffs. "Just look at her, already prowling around the house, inspecting it like it's hers." My

on me. "Will you wait until his body is cold before you come and claim it? Or will you turn

as I look between them, my eyes

god, poor kid. Is this

here for my inheritance," I try to convince her. "I didn't even know..." I shake my head. "Weeks ago, I didn't even know this

hisses, standing up and clutching the baby to her

says, raising his voice, the rage growing in him. "You will sit, and you will

has to obey him,