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!"

a cool, bright laugh. "Sorry, you never taught me what 'behave' means, remember? So you've got no right to expect it

she turned away, not interested in

on her, she had no choice but

on the other hand, could

you-she's so ungrateful. But don't worry.

weary sigh. Why did her own flesh and blood never seem as considerate as her

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

a

as ever, Isadora. Do you

steady. "All those years, they treasured Pearl like she was

to

all a favor and leave the Vaughan

bite of cake, the strawberries a little tart on her tongue. "Are

Pearl blinked. "What?"

across Isadora's face.

and derisive. "You actually think

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

set her cake down, her

one who'd ever truly

woman had passed

still ached,

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