Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 73

Sophia barely reacted in time. The newcomer slammed into her, shoving her back several steps until her spine met the stair railing with at painful jolt. Ignoring her gasp, he grabbed her arm and yanked her upright. “Sophia, listent I need your help. Ten million dollars, or I’m

toast!”

Lucas, her good–for–nothing older brother, was a casino regular. He’d burned through their father Corey’s life savings and racked up a mountain of debt. If it wasn’t for Jason constantly bailing him out, Lucas would be six feet under.

trembling in her eyes. Ten million? That was life–changing money for most people. What right did he have to demand it? “Eric said Jason cleared your sixteen–million gambling debt five days ago. What happened to all that money?”

under her gaze, mumbling incoherently for a long time. Frustration bubbled over. “Who cares about details? I’m

to break free, putting distance between them. She was done. They were like leeches, sucking her dry and still wanting more. Always claiming to be “dying,” but somehow, she was the one hanging on

turned away, gazing out the window at the snowy scene. The house was warm, but a bone–chilling cold seeped into her. She felt hollowed out, incapable of

yet. He lunged back at her, clamping down on her wrist. His eyes burned with a desperate hunger. “The Taylors raised you for twenty

dissipated, replaced by a wave

second. He had been too busy dodging loan sharks to worry about the old man.

gaze with a bitter smile. ‘He doesn’t even know! How can he have such a black