Chapter 16

"I told the housekeeper to deliver you a dress, didn't I? Why are you dressed like this?"

Isadora's lips curled into a mocking smile. "In your eyes, Pearl is the real Vaughan heiress. The four of you are the true face of this family. Whatever I wear makes no difference to you."

Once, Isadora would never have embarrassed Eleanor in public.

Partly because Magnus hated it when she acted out of line, like some wild troublemaker.

Partly because she still clung to a childish hope that Eleanor might one day love her like a mother should.

But after what happened with the kidnapping yesterday, she saw the truth at last.

Men? Family? What a joke.

Isadora refused to live like that anymore.

She didn't raise her voice, but they were standing right in the middle of the ballroom, and more than a few people had started to take notice.

Eleanor's face flickered between red and white.

"Do you know what day it is, Isadora? I expect you to behave yourself!"

you never taught me what 'behave' means, remember? So you've got no right to expect it

she turned away, not interested

expression soured even further, but with so many eyes on her, she had no choice

hand,

so ungrateful. But don't worry. Even if you don't have her,

Why did her own flesh and blood never seem as considerate as her

buffet table, Isadora took a plate and helped herself to a few slices of

over, one hand wrapped around a cocktail glass, chin held high in smug

you're still as clueless as ever, Isadora. Do you really think provoking

those years, they treasured Pearl like she was made of

to get rid of you myself,

leave the Vaughan family

strawberries a little

Pearl blinked. "What?"

Isadora's face.

derisive. "You actually think you're the

reached up, deliberately drawing attention to the six-pointed diamond pendant at her neck, her tone taunting.

and set her cake down, her

the only one who'd ever truly loved her was her

the old woman had passed away the very next

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